22 Quotes by Misbah Khan

Slanting sun rays entering through the window panes like an uninvited guest, chit chat of the neighbourhood aunties complaining about their maids, traffic scratching out its way with noisy horns, vegetable vendors, loud uncles, ironworkers and many other unrecognizable sounds; enough reasons to wake me up amidst the Chandni Chowk’s volant lifestyle.

More red lights on top of the cars than on roads. Glamorous lifestyle coexisting with some underprivileged lives. Big showrooms on the left, begging kids on the right. Azaan from the mosque blending smoothly with the pleasant sound of temple bells. The modern travel miracle Delhi Metro passes by the ancient temples and monuments. Crowded streets coexist with lonely hearts. This city is like the most beautiful girl in a college. That is what I know about Delhi, the capital city of the nation.

Those bitter memories felt like a wrongly inked tattoo; it sticks to me adamantly even when I want to get rid of it.

Was the world sluggishly vanishing, or was I fading away?