--listen to Fuzon's 'Akho ke Sagar' it might seem bland to bite into the insane chill that permeates every nook and cranny on the walls and window panes
--take up philanthrophy; it might hurt to even think you can't run that extra mile to bring a smile on someone's face. I mean how do you run, when you can barely walk?
--eat super spicy sambar and then have a friend offer a hanky to wipe off the errr...streaming down your nose. Ok, you are free to make exotic noises to express your disgust on the 'nose debacle'
--read Media laws sitting amidst people gurgling English dictionary words and looking at you suspiciously as you furiously take notes. Those looks are chilly, seriously...
--take a cup of roadside shoup served with a half tooth grin, a ladel dripping with sticky somethings, and a dose of 'yeh dilli ki speacale soup hain madam.....pijiye phir batana....' What butterflies I feel flies in the stomach........Eweeepsesh! Skkpikt!
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I wouldn't do half those things on a hot delhi night :|
Brave? yes.
Smart? not so much.
@unforgiven: Awright half the half the things are pretty silly...but I thought 'hot delhi nights' were a lot pleasant than hot delhi mornings? Or is it?
If Delhi and 'hot' exist in the same sentence, there's never a 'pleasant' in it unless preceeded by a 'not' :)
@unforgiven: Looks like 'hot Delhi night's' are comparatively 'pleasanter' than 'seething Delhi mornings.' We are, indeed, talking relative here :)
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