As I write this post, it is raining outside, and had it not been to these rains, I don’t think I would have ever written it. Its not that there is something exclusive to be written which I could have not improvised without the rains, but since the day I have started working I have completely become brain dead [guess this must explain the current inconsistency in writing, but will talk about that some other time]. Anyways, if you have followed the earlier posts, then you must be aware that I love rains, and as this year Delhi got more than plenty of its share, so I guess it is good enough reason to write another one, although not on or about rains, but with rains in it. Continue reading “Rains, Games and Blames. . .”
The world is changing rapidly and with it the population trends. When we talk about developing nations and the world population burst there are two main points to ponder; youth and urban population. Continue reading “Urban youth”
I Love Delhi. . .
Some one has rightly said,”It is easier to criticize a thousand things than to appreciate a single thing”, and this adage is more than proved when people are asked for their opinion(s) about Delhi. Their responses range from lambasting the city on its unsafe conditions, to (de)crediting it with being the crime capital of India, from ridiculing it for being an epitome of Red Tapism and bureaucratic delays, to publicizing its maximum rudeness quotient and severe lack of patience amongst its denizens and finally from predicting its explosion on account of its crumbling infrastructure to impugning its people for their devil-may-care attitude! Indeed, but isn’t this true of other cities as well? Then why blame Delhi?