And I thought I had fallen out of love with this city. I am sorry, Delhi. It’s hard to let go off you. My first love. I am made of your dust. I owe you my thirst for life. Let’s call it even. You win. I give up..I still love you!
And I thought I had fallen out of love with this city. I am sorry, Delhi. It’s hard to let go off you. My first love. I am made of your dust. I owe you my thirst for life. Let’s call it even. You win. I give up..I still love you!