Saturday, 10 September 2016


It's only two weeks in a new country. It's supposed to be Fall, with brown leaves and all, and instead, I am sweating and realizing that the weather is the same as in Delhi.

I miss Delhi. I am homesick to an extent of missing Delhi, instead of my first home. I made irrevocable ties in the city to last a lifetime. A home or two in a heartbeat. 


Mayur said...
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Mayur said...

If you're not careful about how you play this then Delhi wont be Delhi by the time you trace your invisible tether back to it and hiraeth (newly learnt word) is all you will have left with you to keep you warm while you reminisce about a place that once was.
(punctuation is for the meek)