DILLI... eternally yours

The smells and lights of dilli are as old as your ancestors' ancestors and as new as your heirs. dont try to familiarise yourself to dilli. she'll laugh at your naivete...

ah, the painful enrapture of crimes, the sorrow in achievements, the decay you feel in your bones is all dilli's...

dili's wounds are festering in you daily. your intoxication wont end today, the meh of dilli is not a trifle.

i see you have found love in the streets of dehli, your flight is now in the arches and minarets of dreams. your colours have changed your poems are longer. you've gone from ruler to beggar, still dilli loves you back fiercely...

you cant escape from her clutches, you cant rule her. she teaches you to celebrate loss...she's dangerous ive seen, i was a traveller who she trapped now im a slave, a settler, a dreamer, another ruler of hearts...

the music of dilli beckons to me, the actors on its stage are in heavy trance.

the whorls of mystic expectations and deadly dreams in the canvas of little eternal histories

calls for you, seduces you until it creeps into your soul...

if you've lived many lives in dilli ... loved and lost and loved agian, built tiny islands of hope,

lost your innocence and found it in a young dirty face uplifted in wonder of dilli..

if you've learnt to ignore Her mistakes.. endure her pain as yours

if everyday you pray to die in someway and encounter her glorious life...

she has let you in her heart... and you are here to stay...