Monsoon for Dilliwalahs and other matters of soul
First there was the heat wave. Then came the rains. Dilliwalahs are now confused about what is worse – the summer heat or the monsoon showers. When they looked up to skies welcoming the monsoon clouds after the sweltering heat of a record-breaking summer season, little did they anticipate what was in store for them. All Nehru-era structures in the capital faced the wrath of the first monsoon showers.
The Terminal 1 of the Delhi airport had a roof collapse, something that Nehru had not foreseen. Terminal 1 is actually what used to be the only terminal building of the Delhi airport’s earlier avatar – Palam Airport. It is here that commercial operations were shifted from Safdarjung Airport in 1962 – a couple of years before Nehru passed away. So it seemed logical to put the blame on him, Airport Authority of India and its role in maintenance notwithstanding. Another logical reason for absolving the government of this tragedy could be that the airport is named after Nehru’s daughter, Indira Gandhi.
Pragati Maidan was conceived during Nehru’s daughter’s tenure as the Prime Minister. She perhaps failed to foretell that one day India will host the G20 Summit and the entire complex will have to be reconstructed just about 52 years later. And as a part of that rebuilding exercise, a tunnel will be required to be built to allow for easy movement of traffic. Had she anticipated that, she would have instructed the engineers and architects of that era to ensure that there was sufficient provision for drainage of rain water. That she missed out on this could be attributed to inadequate parental guidance from Nehru. We are fortunate that the ruling party is not going ahead for a dharna at Nehru’s monument, Shantivana or else there would be more traffic snarls. This perhaps could be due to lesser number of MPs that the ruling dispensation has managed to get elected in the 2024 elections.
Next to Shantivana is Rajghat – the monument of Mahatma Gandhi. This is where one often finds our man AK and his troupe protesting and invoking the soul of the father of the nation. Speaking of soul, this blogger is very confused about the weight of the soul. The math simply doesn’t add up. Here’s an explanation. When our man AK was arrested, his people claimed that while his body may be in Tihar Jail – his soul is with the people of Delhi. Subsequently it was revealed that he had lost 3.5 Kg weight so one believed that weight of his soul is 3.5 Kg. That’s logical, no? He was then allowed to come out and campaign for the Lok Sabha polls. The soul and the body would have then become one. Then how come when he went back to jail his weight had dipped by 7 kg? How come the soul became so heavy? Whether it was introspection or guilt – one can never tell.
StateOfDelhi Suggests: Check Google Maps the next time it rains in Delhi and if you find there are no flooded tunnels or waterlogged roads, then head for one of the many roadside joints that specialize in making pakodas. Mercifully there is no dearth of such options in Delhi. While Nauroji Nagar Pakodewala is a clear favourite of Dilliwalahs, there are interesting options such as Pakode Ki Dukan and Ganesh Stall in Karol Bagh, Vinod Snacks and Sitaram in Lajpat Nagar, and New Vishal Corner at Nehru Place. There are multiple options available in Chandni Chowk too and one can sample pakodas there from just about any vendor or kiosk – all of these are good for your soul during rains.
Hey Giraj,
So glad to see the new Avatar of your Blog! Love the visual look’n feel and the overall presentation…I love the way you write! It’s engaging, interesting and forces me to want for more…
Loved this take on delhi. It quite engaging. 👍🏻
Loved the picture! And ofcourse the blog. Came after a long time. We have politicians in the US with no soul, just a lot of gas and bull.
Oh maaaaaan LOVED this one. Yeah, blame Nehru for everything, why not… It’s both comical and tragic how everything is falling apart; starting with the Ayodhya Ram temple roof leak and of course whatever is going on in the capital. Thank you for the pakoda suggestions… though I doubt I’ll do any of those till autumn sets in properly… seasonal depression due to the humidity has commenced!
One must commend AK for changing energy into 3.5 kg of matter.
Such an engaging article…felt sooo good and refreshed reading it…,Must try the pakoras….very well articulated as always
Hey Giraj
So you are back with a bang! Enjoyed reading every word that you have written even though I do not live in Delhi.
Your blog is incomplete without AK’s presence. And this one is hilarious with his soul and body.
Will surely try the Pakoras when I visit our happening Capital next.
Hilarious! व्यंग at its humorous best! Flows so smoothly like a hot knife through (aapna Amul!) butter!! Keep it coming Goldy.
Will surely try one day pakoda at other places. But Nauroji nagar pakoda are hopeless. May be in past pakoda were with soul but not anymore 😀😀
Wonderful, my soulmate!!
I too like the look and feel of the rain drenched vlog.
As usual you paint a peculiarly interesting canvas. I love the way you get one to picture a city’s character through the prism of political shennanigans. Giraj, the quality and taste notwithstanding, did you check if any of those pakoda makers were influenced by sage advice on unemployment?