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Delhi

19 million people, waking up in the morning, going about their lives, from one corner to another, jumping on one route and reaching another. Delhi, you beautiful beautiful city, I hear you carry, within, a soul so old that you age with time. Oh Delhi, you beautiful mistake. 19 million people, 573 sq. mi long city, so many lives, so many dreams. Delhi, you infuriating mess. Ask anyone they'll have a story to tell, of a time not known to you, a time not understood by me but a thousand people willing to stop and listen along with their daily cup of tea. Everyone in here experiences this city in a way that quite differently do align, and they are definitely unconnected to mine. Mine starts with a gate, number 7 it seems, a chamber block with III written on it and a floor to see what is unseen. Oh Delhi, you are so full of mysteries. On the 7th floor fire exit, you can see the glory of this city in one place. If you look at the expanse, I swear you can fly. From the magnificence that is the Raisina Hill, running along the Parliament and the tricolored beauty of India gate. Hold on, wait for a moment. Absorb the lights, the Grandeur and move one. The chilly breeze, often takes you with it to the never ending work in progress that is Pragati Maidan which literally translates to “progress grounds” and to the ruins of the Old fort, which once was the residence of the huge empire, resonates the losses and the gains. The 7th floor fire exit captures the beauty that is Delhi, but it also takes you on a journey to the gems lost in time. If you look around, you'll see the Jawaharlal Nehru Stadium, sitting on the high chair, looking down at the city. If you go a little further, you'll find the Lotus temple. Right there, just there, stop and think. Look beyond the temple and you'll find yourself. You'll see where you've reached and the place where you started from. Delhi, you are the reason for my suffering and the reason for my contentment. There are 19 million people in this city and the 7th floor, Chamber block III is my place of solace.

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