Palika Bazaar is an underground market in central Delhi that is popular among the people who can’t afford to go to fancy malls and nearby branded outlets in Connaught Place. Above the bustling market is a peaceful and not so well maintained park where shoppers and other people come to take rest. Some play chess and enjoy cuppas while others talk to each other or just try be with themselves. All need a few moments of peace in this crazy city.
One recent evening I was wandering around CP and PB when I saw this man. He was completely fatigued. His legs told me that he didn’t have an easy life. He worked hard and he certainly needed some rest.
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That’s stalking Mr. Wagle.
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You mean all photographers are stalkers? LOL. I know some of them are also known as paparazzi. On a serious note, the point I wanted to highlight is various faces of Delhi which is not just grand flyovers, green parks and wide roads in south and central part of the city. The ‘richest city of India’, according to Ms Dixit the CM, is also filled with beggars, loafers, cheaters, unfortunate and downtrodden ones.
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on a level that levels nothing and none
i see something pure that has been defeated
in a race of glory and fame.
by the way, is there anything as such like glory and fame?
he gives it out and he takes it in,
something that doesn’t cost him anything
air.
his feet are torn.
were they like that since he was born?
but what do i say here?
that i am lucky enough…
that my feet are in a fancy pair?
and blessed are those who have cried their tears
and i might not be able to have new pairs
i fear to walk by their side,
where they sleep in a peaceful plight.
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mai kya kahu
tum sab dekh rahe ho
nange, fate pau mere
aur usme ye kambakth nid
jo dhoop mai bhi sapne dikhlati hai
aur jab mai nid se jagta hu
to in pedau se puchha ta hu:
kya mai yehi tha,
jab mai abhi abhi kohi ‘bada aadmi’ tha?
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Gr88 sir.
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Dean Moriarty and not a gulzar,
impromptu? enjoyed, thanks.
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Dean Moriarty:
thanks for enjoying!
Not a gulzar:
humne to kuch na kaha
phir bhi aphne ishe chaha
aur mai kya kahu
aaph likhte jao aur mai padu
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What I see is we see what we have in our mind I think you see Nepal…
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Mere Yeh Gande Pair Zindagi ki khahani batati hain
Yeh Mazdoori ke Nishaan aapko “Karmyog” Sikhati hain
“Phal” ki aasha naa karnaa yeh main keh nahi sakta
Ishi “Phal” ki moha mein din ke sapne bik jaati hain
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wah wah..kyabat!!
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Hi Dinesh Dai,
just jotted down some lines in hindi .
though i am not so good at it, but after having spent some good amount of time in india hindi accent comes easily.
Anyways, found another book by a nepali the other day.
“Unleashing Nepal” by Sujeev Shakya. Liked it a lot.
Infact there was just a single copy of it.
The book is well written.
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bahut ache and nice pics too
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