This city has got so many colours. But what surprises me the most is that it changes colours by every passing hour. The golden sunshine of morning wakes up the city, and orange halogen bulbs on the street lights puts it to sleep. Same roads in 10 AM won’t let you move, and 10 PM they are so silent that it looks like no ones’ ever been here. In a lonely corner you will find a man sitting, who works as a security guard of that colony, house or office. The hide and seek of lights and shadows will be play games with you, the silence of roads will sing for you.
But like most people choose to ignore, the crowded roads and no parking space even in residential colonies is because of the policies our politicians have made to benefit themselves. They made it legal to use residential spaces as commercial, without thinking about the lack of infrastructure and plans to cope with overwhelming space crunch.
The drive to cleanup such places in Delhi before the CWG 2010 was converted into a mockery, but insulting the Supreme Court of India, by creating the policy to safe-guard the illegal commercial spaces in India. Still, the city lives on with a smile. 🙂
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