The Inner Side of the Outer Circle ! :)

Oh! A drop of rain on my chin….oh it has started raining again, amidst the rising rays of Sun, as it tries to raise itself amongst the cushion of clouds. My Tricolor stands straight in front of my eyes, proud in its magnificence, the soil drenched in rain, adds to this aura. I can hear the chants of morning aarti at Hanuman Mandir, and the melody of Azaan from the Masjid Janpath Market, with the church bells ringing from Sacred Heart Cathedral, and the fragrance of Kadah Prasad being cooked amidst the Ardaas from Shri Bangla Sahib Ji. My white luster gets polished in this piousness, and sparkles as the rays arise.

Oh there, Little Raju is up already, he had a good sleep in my embrace last night, was quite sad yesterday after he lost his 10 rupee note. He is also mesmerized looking at my magnificence in this beautiful phenomenon. Oh, I start feeling the tickles now, my children are rising, rising to a new day, waking up to life, to make me alive again!

I am Connaught Place, standing here encircling the route of life since 1933. Yes, I am an old British lady but believe me, my roots are more Indian. This is the start of every beautiful day for me.

Now wait, let me settle my children first. Namdev has started arranging the books against my arm, he is happy today, a boy placed a promise of buying a trilogy from him today. And yes I can smell the cardamom from Chote’s Tea stall. Kishore is arranging the new necklace he bought for sale, amazed by its sparkle, he hopes to sell it today; a masterpiece, he got the first one in the whole market!

Oh! What’s that pinch? Few college students trying to fix a board over my palm. Let me enquire, Okay, it’s for a collection drive for floods! Feels good to be a part of it! :)

My lungs, my central park is breathing the thumping of joggers at the moment, can feel that energy, with few old men feeding my birds alongside. My lungs turn more romantic in the evening though, but I love to embrace those giggles too! You feed love and you get love! Isn’t it?

I have grown old, witnessing the growing aura and changing times, my white locks shine since always! Got the pun? Haha!

I feel, I should have been lifeless by now, cracking and breaking but where do I get this life from?

Oh, what’s that sound...?

Breaking my chain of thoughts, there arrives a fathom of students, my aspiring management consultants and civil aspirants. And I can feel that vibration on my feet, my dear metro has started its day loud and swift. I love when these children relax in my shade and solve their mysteries of education.

The business is rising! Ohh, ha-ha, Kamala there, has again got trapped in the web of a bargaining Queen, and she is trying her best to prove the worth of her handmade mirror bag for 1000 K. At times, she gets sad at not getting the desired worth and starts cribbing about it! She looks cute doing that!

And there come Rajeev and Vishu, for my daily pedicure. I am amazed, how swiftly and precisely they sparkle me all around every day. Yes yes, I am too much fashionista for my age!

Now, my dear Sun Lord has placed itself as my crown. I look dazzling, a white gown and a golden crown, just love it! Okay, don’t judge me! Huh!

Oh, what’s that cold rush I just felt? Oh, Haryali is crushing ice to make an ice gola as there stands a little kid dazzled by the pink air filled Doreamon. My digestive tracts are packed at the moment, its lunch time. I feel sleepy. Yeah, I know; you guessed it right, I really can’t!

Look, who’s there? A girl searching for a red dress for her birthday, but there are so many around, why is she worried? Oh that’s blood red, and that’s maroonish, and that one? , it’s pinkish red, she wants a Crimson Red! I need to study colors, Hope I am able to help her!

My crown has started descending now, it’s getting deeper and darker, and to my amaze suddenly I get dressed up in a necklace of dazzling street lights.

And there, who’s that? A girl sitting in isolation, she’s crying, trying to shed her worries and demons to me. No worry dear, I can embrace that, and you can shed that to me.

It’s getting cool and calm now, but not for long! I am yet to host my guests for the night. The ones who would shed all their workplace worries in the lights of dance, I have to host that birthday boy with his college friends, and how can I forget that college reunion which is going to happen today and the romantic date, and 50th anniversary of Mr. and Mrs. Arora! The drinks and dazzles, the charms and glooms, the shady interiors to the shiny family restaurants, it just makes them forget their worries and so do I.

I love absorbing those smiles and getting absorbed in those. I know it’s not shiny always, I do witness the loud arguments, and I do witness the sadness of petty sellers, the children who can’t study and the elders who can’t get peace. I know that all that dazzle is not true and I know I won’t be able to embrace all those tears. I know there are scars on my while luster too and there is dark to this bloom too but I know the crown of moon will soon subside over my head and me and my children will rest peacefully for another beautiful day ! At some point in my embrace I hope, whosoever comes up to me smiles!

And that’s life!

And its time, the moon has subsided, its silver all around, my liveliness is still alive. I never sleep! But I may rest for a while to polish myself yet again tomorrow!

And you, you are welcome to me always………to cry and laugh. And most importantly to SMILE!