It has been over a month that I have set my foot on the country’s most happening place (literally and figuratively), the nerve centre of almost everything DELHI!!!. I am at Indian Institute of Mass Communication for post graduate diploma in Radio and Television journalism. An array of experiences in a short span of time. This entry is a glimpse into my experiences in an unknown city over the past one month. Memories that linger along!!!
- · My college is in the new Jawaharlal Nehru University campus. The campus is awesome. It is a haven for nature lovers and photographers.
- The city is huge and we have to rely heavily on autos. It’s by these auto journeys that I discover Delhi.
- The public transport and the autos here run on CNG the effort needs to be lauded.
- · A drive down the Rashtrapati Bhavan and the India Gate is an experience by itself. Clean roads with plush gardens on either side with the majestic India gate at cross roads is a sight to reckon
- · There is a huge misconception about the South Indians. They refer the entire South Indians as Madrasi’s.
- · Men in Delhi are in lowe with playing cards. You can spot group of men playing cards in every nook and corner.
- · The street food culture here is remarkable. From the mouth watering Pani puri to North Eastern Delicacy Momo the options are plenty.
- · The oldest form of transportation, Rickshaws are still in use here. They are the lifeline in the North campus of Delhi University and the Chandi Chowk area.
- · The best thing about Delhi is its Markets. Sarojini Nagar and Janpath are the places to be for girls. One will go berserk at the variety and prices and end up spending more than budgeted!!!.
- · Language is a big problem if you do not know Hindi. People just refuse to speak in any other language.
- · One disturbing factor is that you can find small kids begging at the signal which is distressing.
- · People live life KING SIZE!!!. They celebrate life in every other possible way.
- · The list is just incomplete without mentioning about Delhi Metro. It’s just too good. It gives you an experience of travelling on a world class Metro.
For a girl from South India the shift to North is a 360 degree turn in lifestyle, thoughts, perceptions and the very way of living. Initially it was difficult to come to terms with certain issues or rather accept what’s happening around me. I was frustrated, my ego deeply hurt, I kept drawing examples from back home but as days passed I understood that there is no use cribbing and chose not to complain about it as long it did not affect me in a personal level. One need not go to Australia for cases of Racism; it exists in our own country. Culture, tradition, values are forgotten entities.
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The worth of anything is well understood in its absence. Being apart from my home town I realise its greatness. The respect for my city its people have increased multi-fold. I miss Chennai a looooooot, the people, frens, family,city, food, beach, spencers, nungambakam, anna nagar,fruit shop, shanty colony, ranganathan street, speaking tamil, movies. How can i forget the FOOD.:( idli, dosas are rarity here.
Enna koduma Sir ithu!!! (What a tragedy).
