Time Freeze
It’s been five months but it feels like I was never gone.
The same streets. Broken in the way I had seen them last.
The same turquoise walls of House Number 2683.
The Delhi winters that I came to fall in love with.
After a really beautiful wedding creating an overwhelming number of memories, my mind is in a freeze.
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:) That's why i love india.. time remains frozen in those corners of cities you relate to.. the highways keep coming up but those nooks and corners always stay the way they were..