December 24, 2008

A Guard at Kotla Ferozshah

The last time I went down to Kotla Ferozshah which is supposed to be one of Delhi’s it monuments, I bumped into a security guard while I was trying to figure out what was beyond what appeared to be some form of stairs leading down into another area.

I’ve found that some of the people at monuments can be tremendously helpful and knowledgeable about them. This chap, however, seemed a bit odd. He didn’t start raving about the ruins as most enthusiastic persons – usually old men – who work in such places tend to do. Instead, he asked whether I was Indian. My initial thought was that he might have been wondering whether or not I’d paid the rate foreigners are supposed to pay for a ticket so I said yes. Then, he asked where I was from. Not wanting to be rude, I just smiled while he tried out everything from Jharkhand to Kerela. Seriously.

November 05, 2008

Old Delhi

The first time I went down to Old Delhi, I went along with a friend – I didn’t know if it’d be safe to go alone. If not anything else, there are a number of narrow winding lanes and being the kind of person who can get lost on a straight road quite easily, I was anything but enthusiastic about going there alone. It was night. And, as everyone knows, you do not experiment with being alone and on foot anywhere late at night if you can avoid it. Especially if you’re a woman.

February 28, 2008


I'm beginning to think that what is most attractive about blaming oneself for the things which happen in one's life, or taking responsibility for them, is that when you say, "If I had done something differently, the result would have been different," what you're effectively saying is that you are in control of your life in some way, that it's your own choices which have led you to where you are. In many ways, it's much easier to do that than it is to say, "What happened was not a result of my own choices," because that is a statement which automatically implies that you had no control over what happened. And not being in control can be truly frightening.