A bare foot journey
A bare foot started from citadel of Delhi, as I am all refreshed and without any prejudice to uncover some beautiful artistic work of Delhi Ridge,its culture and tryst with dry monsoon altogether. Not knowing much of what a Delhi gives me today, but I have not yet started to see even. But with enough fire in the belly and enough study of arts and culture, I would find something to live with, the greens of Ridge, strength of Aravalli. Now what I am looking for ? A malati flower which would come out from a crack of the rocks, yes, the Delhi which is never known for any art mega-city like Bollywood or a Chennai or cultural hub like Kolkata. The ridge is unexplored, the roads are not walked, lines are not drawn. But I believe, there is a living, there is an art in each boulevard of Indraprasth. With two extreme season of summer and winter, we hardly can define a spring here, we hardly find a rains. With so much of rich history of royals, monuments, museums, cor...