It was an ordinary day here in Delhi. I got hold of a friend’s N8 and couldn’t help myself from taking pictures of anything that caught my sight in Akbar Bhawan premises. And once I had done so an entry had to follow. Winter isn’t quite over in Delhi. The mornings are chilly. The evenings too. The people haven’t grown any warmer either. But I don’t care much about the people as we have less than 100 days here. Every week seems to fly past by me. The question ‘What next?’ follows me everywhere like a small cloud of rain waiting to burst only upon me. Coming to think of it a fluffy cloud hovering on the top my head makes me feel like an angel. -__-
Nothing angelic about this life though. Nonetheless it’s Friday. Hypothetically speaking what follows is two days of bliss
Happy Weekend Everyone!