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Delhi -- Yeh Dilli hai meri jaan.

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          "Delhi" is etched in me like a soul in body. A place i find completely mystical and worth adoring. Its in the year 2005, when i got my first opportunity to come in contact with this vibrant and vivid place. It was my official stay for a period of good six months and i remember sharing some of my warmest associations with the city and the myriad reasons why i am so fondly in love with this place. Since then i have never missed a single chance to revisit Delhi. The only city that talks to people. Trust me Delhi speaks to you. It has a soul. It understands you. You got to have a clear need in your mind and Delhi would ensure that it reaches you violating all pragmatic platforms. I have experienced this feeling and also believe there are many other Delhi Deewane, although staying at places far away from Delhi but miss that "talk to me feel" of this city.                         ...

Thank You 2011

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                                                            31st December was not much to celebrate, as the complete year was a  long celebration in itself. A phenomenal year that passed off in a flash. Got so much that i asked for, that I did not ask for but liked it surprisingly. God has been too kind towards me and more grateful than ever. So I dedicate this post to thank all those wonderful people in my life who made this year a special year for me.                                                                                                *Ignore the order of mentions please....

The born Nomad.

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The born Nomad.                                                       When I see my life-style and movements that I make over a year, I feel I am Nomadic.I live over a place habituate the people around, develop strong bonds and then move off to a new place or my previous places to start afresh. I feel I m a part of their life, their problems and their association even long after I have left the places. Today is one such moment. My stay in Bangalore this time was for a week. But i feel i lived ages for these countable days.  I got to the missing links that were created due to my absence for a period of time. Now am almost on the same wavelength but at the same moment its time for me to switch over my place. I hate this transition of mind that i have been doing over years although i have developed myself at this art. I somehow love my train j...