tag:randomhearts.blog.co.uk,2009-11-11:/MokoFeed2009-11-11T04:11:34+01:00tag:randomhearts.blog.co.uk,2006-06-27:/2006/06/27/rhythm_of_random_hearts~914541/arnieswap2006-06-27T07:23:58+02:002006-06-27T07:23:58+02:00 <p><a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=650710"><img src="http://data2.blog.de/media/710/650710_a056980e37_s.jpeg" align="" alt="rain" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a></p> <p>This is my fisrt posting and I see that this is the moment of truth, wherein I can express my feelings. This is the best weather in Delhi. I was raining while I was coming to the office. I had to leave my byke behind and take and auto. The rain drops were hammering the roof of the vehicle, and strips of cold fresh water was kissing our clothes. I was in no mood of coming to office, but the salary check was flashing in front of my eyes...money always matters. </p> <p>While sitting in office in front of AC and wet pants...the scenery out the window was amazing. I love Delhi, especially at night, when you rode up the flyover in and look at the city drowned in the white flood light.<br> <a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=650711"><img src="http://data2.blog.de/media/711/650711_4f6cfeb36c_s.jpeg" align="" alt="Diwan-i-Khas at Night" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a><br> The trees, the cars and the empty roads, the monuments, the fresh cold air...I just love this city, except the people from Haryana, who have added harshness to the language.</p> <p>Anyways, gotta go see you later.</p> <p><a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/srv/media/media_item.php?item_ID=650712"><img src="http://data2.blog.de/media/712/650712_9c7d601586_m.jpeg" align="" alt="red-fort" vspace="5" hspace="5"></a> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://randomhearts.blog.co.uk/2006/06/27/rhythm_of_random_hearts~914541/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>