27th December, 2013.
Hmm… this is odd. Really odd. This is the first time when I am sitting in front of the screen to write something, yet I am at loss of words. I have no idea from where to start and what to say and I guess raking my brains won’t do any good; still I’ll try my best to summarize the stuff.
The day, as usual, was void of any decadence. Well, that has been the story of my vacations for like a decade, so no complaints there. Well maybe one, as I was hoping for some decent fun. But as it always happens, my phone never rang, no messages, no one to visit (ah, my naïve hopes, can’t leave them, can’t live without them). Even the slightest insinuation would have been enough, but then, I can’t force people to come over, or go out, or talk…so, yeah.
It was this evening which turned out to be unexpected. I had no plans as such, so after the tuitions were over, I went out to pick my brother up from sheikh sarai. Half an hour of walk was fine, especially when it had rained and the chilly winter breezes with faint petrichor was overwhelming. I was there by 8.00.
Now, area of Dakshinpuri has not much to see, except the dargah of Chirag-i- delhvi.
On our return from sheikh sarai, me and bhai decided to visit the dargah for irrelevant reasons. Neither of us had any idea or plan to go there, it just happens to be on the way to our home. The decision was instantaneous.
Nothing much happened there, nothing unusual, we just entered the place, which was deserted by 8.00, just a couple of dogs, a guard, who was more busy in warming himself by the bonfire than guarding the gate (can’t blame him, its Delhi winter!). We bought the ‘agarbattis’ and the usual things and did some prayers, I myself asked for some forgiveness and prayed for some tolerance, I don’t know what bhai asked for. We never ask. And after 10 minutes of stay, we left for home, only with a cat accompanying us to the gates of the dargah.
I do not have much of faith on gods, the only gift which I am yet to get. But on my way home from Chirag Delhi, I felt particularly…blessed!! I don’t have any idea why I was there or why do I feel like that, yet, I have a certain belief, that Nasiruddin Mahmud Chirag e Dehlvi was watching, he heard me. Maybe, he can solve the restlessness or, just show me a way on how to. I any case, I feel strangely calm…WHEW!!!!...
not much of place i agree, yet, it is more than anything.
i dont know why bhai agreed all of a sudden, maybe he needed this too.
Dargah of Chirag e Delhvi.
Hmm… this is odd. Really odd. This is the first time when I am sitting in front of the screen to write something, yet I am at loss of words. I have no idea from where to start and what to say and I guess raking my brains won’t do any good; still I’ll try my best to summarize the stuff.
The day, as usual, was void of any decadence. Well, that has been the story of my vacations for like a decade, so no complaints there. Well maybe one, as I was hoping for some decent fun. But as it always happens, my phone never rang, no messages, no one to visit (ah, my naïve hopes, can’t leave them, can’t live without them). Even the slightest insinuation would have been enough, but then, I can’t force people to come over, or go out, or talk…so, yeah.
It was this evening which turned out to be unexpected. I had no plans as such, so after the tuitions were over, I went out to pick my brother up from sheikh sarai. Half an hour of walk was fine, especially when it had rained and the chilly winter breezes with faint petrichor was overwhelming. I was there by 8.00.
Now, area of Dakshinpuri has not much to see, except the dargah of Chirag-i- delhvi.
On our return from sheikh sarai, me and bhai decided to visit the dargah for irrelevant reasons. Neither of us had any idea or plan to go there, it just happens to be on the way to our home. The decision was instantaneous.
Nothing much happened there, nothing unusual, we just entered the place, which was deserted by 8.00, just a couple of dogs, a guard, who was more busy in warming himself by the bonfire than guarding the gate (can’t blame him, its Delhi winter!). We bought the ‘agarbattis’ and the usual things and did some prayers, I myself asked for some forgiveness and prayed for some tolerance, I don’t know what bhai asked for. We never ask. And after 10 minutes of stay, we left for home, only with a cat accompanying us to the gates of the dargah.
I do not have much of faith on gods, the only gift which I am yet to get. But on my way home from Chirag Delhi, I felt particularly…blessed!! I don’t have any idea why I was there or why do I feel like that, yet, I have a certain belief, that Nasiruddin Mahmud Chirag e Dehlvi was watching, he heard me. Maybe, he can solve the restlessness or, just show me a way on how to. I any case, I feel strangely calm…WHEW!!!!...
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