Miss Delhi- Home for 9 months
I lived on the metro. I’d get off at random stations, wander aimlessly for hours, and walk 15–16 km just exploring the city.
I meditated at the Yogananda satsang society and Ramakrishna Math. I even celebrated Dussehra with the monks at Ramakrishna Math once randomly hopped onto their bus and travelled with them- clicked lots of pictures and sent them.
Twice a month, I’d visit Mahila Haat just for books and just aise hi.
Every Sunday without fail, I went to Gurudwara Bangla Sahib or the gurudwaras around Chandni Chowk. I’d spend hours there. Sunday lunch meant langar. I even slept beside the Bangla Sahib sarovar for two nights.
I used to go often to Yamuna Haat taking boat rides, talking to boatmen, just listening to their stories.
Evenings at India Gate were different. The nights felt alive photographers, random conversations, people everywhere.
I kept track of every cultural function and show happening in Delhi. My favorite auditorium near India Gate hosted beautiful classical music concerts. I also attended Bhagavad Gita talks by Jaya Row there.
I’m not much of a mall person, but I loved watching movies in Rajouri Garden. I even watched Cricket World Cup matches in theatres there.
One thing I loved doing was travelling to the very last station of every metro line just to see what existed at the edge of the city.
Akshardham feels different without a mobile phone. Much more peaceful. I managed to stay inside throughout the day without a phone- every now and then my hands kept searching for ohone to click pictures-Faaaaahhhhhhhh!
Chandni Chowk is best experienced by simply walking around. Paranthe Wali Gali with a huge lassi is a must.
I once woke up at 3 AM just to witness the chaos and rush of Chor Bazaar near Jama Masjid.
And the food lanes around Jama Masjid? Absolutely worth exploring.
Almost every garden in Delhi deserves at least one visit.
Sometimes I’d just sit at Khan Market watching luxury cars pass by.
All this just by metro and foot.
I miss Delhi🥹