I have just managed to make sense of the whirlwind Delhi-Jaipur trip that I returned from this Monday, hence the delayed blog post. This is, unfortunately, what happens when you try seeing as much of India as possible with only two cities you’re permitted to visit and barely seven days.
Delhi, is gorgeous, chockful of contradictions with its mix of the old with the new, with trees that remind you of your childhood and Bollywood movies, and monuments and moments that can take your breath away. Once you hear Chaap Tilak at Dargah Hazrat Nizamuddin Aulia on a cold Delhi morning, you’ll know what I’m talking about.
Jaipur is..well its pink.
If you’re really bored, you can see some of the pictures here; I’ll upload more from Delhi soon.
P.S: Partition was a terrible idea. This may be just my ego talking, but why on earth do I need a visa to visit Delhi, a city that could be any city in Pakistan?
P.P.S: I met Khushwant Singh. Now I can die happily.