The sharp joy you feel when your plane touches down is short-lived in India as you realize now you must get in a taxi. Goodbye order, upkeep, hygiene, caution. Hello dent king. Hello chaos.
From this desultory travel piece about New Delhi. City of contacts, and friends of friends.
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yeah. agree. this is one of the reasons to be in India.
Comment by bharath — April 14, 2007 @ 11:43 pm