Delhi has this whiff to it the minute you get out of the railway station at Paharganj. An air of superiority. It’s like the city knows it’s the capital. even if there exist better places, it chooses to be the snob.
Ive returned from the most BRILLIANT vacation ever. At the most cliched place for one. Gova. Four days of randomness. I think I needed this getaway.
I’m going home. Ever since I’ve stayed away from home, I’ve gotten excited to return home.
I’ve tons to watch, read and a bit of work to finish. The job hunt has begun. In a month if I don’t find something, I’d have to head to my backup plans.
I need to find a suject to write on. A muse.
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June 1st, 2010 at 10:50 pm
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June 1st, 2010 at 10:53 pm
the bit about Delhi reminds me of a B’wood song:
*Delhi Destiny*