Rising up early on a chilly winter morning is an uphill task. Lazying inside the cosied up quilt comes so naturally. Snoozing up the alarm every five minutes is unknown to no one. But when you have to catch a train in the morning, you got to keep aside your sublime pleasure of being wrapped up in the wee hours of morning. Today was such a day for me. I had to put myself through the process of getting up early.
However, making up one's mind is the only and the most difficult part. But the moment you get up and step out of your bed and walk out of the house, the first chilly breeze that brushes past your face, refreshes you at once, gets deep inside you and makes it all worth the effort.
On my way to the train station, I see a few cars moving on the roads. We cruise on. It is still dark. The buildings are lit up. I take time to have a keen look at them. Gradually, we approach Connaught Place. We come face to face with the mighty Gyarah Murti led by Gandhiji.
We then pass by the Bangla Sahib, standing gloriously on my right, beautifully lit up with the backdrop of the dark morning sky. People have started thronging the Gurudwara as today is Guru Purnima. Everytime I see it in the morning, so charming, my heart wishes to stop by and relish the beauty of the moment. We are now in CP. The lighted white columns teeming with people during the daytime is empty. Though it does not appear abandoned at all. In fact, the emptiness is so fascinating and inviting, I wish I could get out of the car and stroll along. But my destination is calling. So I leave aside my urge and move on. However, I have resolved. I am going to experience Delhi, its enchanting beauty in the morning. The whole idea is tempting. So here I go to discover a city I have known only during the day.
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