I am sick and tired of coming good on expectations.
Delhi is my emotional home. I still dream of owning a home there.
The mere mention of the Farakka Express, which jerks its way eastward each day from Delhi to Calcutta, is enough to throw even a seasoned traveller into fits of apoplexy. At a desert encampment on Nam...
The great tradition of Delhi can be seen through its cuisine.
All wisdom does not reside in Delhi.