Delhi and The Dust Storms - A cloudy sky through most of the day during the summers, the late evening hours dust storm with almost no visibility breaks the hot spell and brings cooling relief to the cityscapes accompanying with light drizzle, clearing off the air and rare thundersqualls. No one cars to wrap themselves in drapes nor they take shelter from the storms for these moments come once in a few months.
As long as i live at this house of balconies with the view of Qutb Minar and ecstatic late evening summer sunsets, and its marriage with rare and incredible, briefly alienated rains, splashes colors across the skies of the City of Djinns, and sketches a different world of its own, of the clouds and the distinct sunlight balter for a short while, before the city fades into the shades of sodium lamps. It’s a view to live for, it’s a chance not to miss!! I wonder how would i ever be able to leave Delhi!
That last day of rain again, with a new life budding and a night of liquor.
I always click others’ pictures, thousands of them, but this time, while in a very deep and emotional conversation with my friend, he copied down my face onto the camera without even a warning.
I remember what i was saying at that instance. And for that reason, i will never forget this momentary figurated expression.
