Friday, October 08, 2004


I often think that Central Delhi is the most beautiful part of Delhi. Especially in the early mornings and the late afternoons, when the sunlight slants onto the trees and casts long shadows on the red walls. 

The other parts of Delhi are much too dirty to be really pretty. North Delhi is quite divine, except for the dirt and the people and the rikshas and the squalor. I suppose that some people find it pictaresque, like the descriptions I have read of Egyptian markets or the bylanes of Baghdad. But, for me, coming as it does after the cleanliness and the greenness and the orderliness of Lutyen's Delhi, it's a hot, sordid Hell. 
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