i wish i could go to india and just never ever come back.
a place bustling with so much energy and noise - yet still so serene, so calm.
where the 6'30 sunrise isn't blocked by highrise buildings but in its full glory, accented by the chirping of the birds.
where people on the streets burst into random bhangra without caring about what people think of them.
everything so relaxing, calm and peaceful in the midst of all the hustle and bustle.

goodness i love delhi!
this year was the last year i could ever go visit like, properly. the only real chance i'll get is after year 13. 3 years away mayn! i don't know if i can wait that long.
and allahabad too!
allahabad is just, absolutely magical. it was hot - but still, just amazing. it's a small town near varanasi - although lately it's been growing exponentially. that doesn't matter - i still love it.

i just listen to genda phool and remember the times on the rooftop of my grandmothers old house (i'll put a picture of it up soon - it's really pretty)
i don't have to worry about anyone understanding what genda phool means because i'm pretty sure no ones going to be reading this