// when in dilli
Now when I think of Dilli, there’s a smile on my face as I recollect the conversations I had with the two little kids at Chawri Bazaar, Munni at Shahpur Jat Market, the Shikanji I had on my way to Jama Masjid, Daadi holding Nancy- one of her dogs for a pose, the unknown passerby handing me over the singhada, the muhavare of the hawker at Sarojini Nagar. I never thought that a place which I have never been to will hold such a special place in my heart. Dilli, you’re being missed!
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