1. My Delhi |
Empty roads, sleepy markets
Plentiful parks and open spaces
Sound so sweet, a hoot, a horn, the zooming jet
Counting stars and kites, the slow paces
Those barefoot walks
On mud so soft
Earthen vessels, a drink so pleasant
Summer nights on the terrace
2. Those were the days my friend We thought they will never end* |
Delhi was thus, a place unbelievable
In late 60's and early 70's
Delhi now a place unbearable (am sorry to say)
With the turn of the century and even from 90's
Innumerable cars and other vehicles
What a noise they do make
Not an inch of walking space
Do I get in the market place
3. Now these are the days my friend Our poor souls we have to tend |
Is this what we call modernization?
Is this what we call westernization?
I rather prefer my childhood days
I care not for the worldly ways
Back to nature we must go
To live till ninety or even more
With strong legs and a mind so sharp
Listening to music on a harp
Oh! For the days bygone
Wait for me, take me along
My place is not this
For my mind is not here
Take me there
From whence, there is no return
60's and 70's
I long for thee
4. Metro- What a Show! |
Hey presto! here comes the metro
To make us sing and smile again
Delhi we love you so
You do carry on in adversity
5. Mary Hopkins |
*" Those Were The Days" Mary Hopkins, what a song you sung for us.
I thank you, I do.
Pictorial sources:-
1. 123yatra.com
2. apnieastindiacompany.blogspot.com
3. blog.travelpod.com
4. buynoidaproperty.wordpress.com
5. lyrics.as
Dis 1 is really good.very gud.liked it.ROHIT
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In India, our adorable Motherland
And blessed from above we too are
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Mary Tahir