The moments that make me hate my city......Saddi Dilli

 I am hardcore Delhiite , in love with my city with all its pros and cons. It makes me feel alive by just being here. What’s there not to love here - great people ( writer included), awesome food, all types of weathers, wide roads , great education institutions, lovely shopping avenues to satisfy all types of shopaholics. I can go on and on about Delhi ...ye city dil mein samajh  aati he...If you use your minds you can easily hate it...but then even the name Dilli has dil...aka heart in it.

Even so twice a year, I hate the city like anything, this feeling has intensified over last few years. Let me clarify , I don’t hate the city because of -

• It’s pollution issues
• Dengue, chickenguniea, swine flu scares
• It serves as dharna point to all and everyone 
• Roads are choked at peak hours
• Schools at time charge too high
• People are too loud
• Anger lies even in our nails..(phew  ☹️what an expression) 
• Stray dogs that are never sterilised
• Illegal constructions that change the areas...and many more

No , my hatred is something fundamental, it stems from a quality that everyone loves the most about the city- the luxury of having 4 seasons  in Dilli...Delhi.  I hate the fact that each time summer changes to winters...and vice versa, We go through the harrowing task of opening trunks and taking out season appropriate clothes, blankets, sweaters, shirts, jackets, lowers,....and so on and put the non required ones in storage. Now the ones who do the task ,read women ,understand what I mean. It’s a completely mind boggling and tiring and boring chore. And on top of it we have to do it twice a year, because saddi Dilli enjoys great summers and great winters😡. Use poncho jo ye sab karate he, I dislike the task.

Now the whole exercise has become even more cumbersome in last few years... due to my little ones, these boys have bundles of clothes, that need to neatly packed , stored at a place that is easily accessible , properly divided into sections of new, home clothes, night clothes, small size, to be given away - bags. Add to it ...two cherubs who think their mommy is emptying trunks for them to sit in and the clothes are all together to be spread on the floor and make waves or weapons with . The whole exercise takes a totally different connotation, one where at times a day’s task stretches to weeks and my body as well as mind just about give up. 

So Delhi...meri Dilli - I love your weathers but I hate this store and reopen exercise, it’s like two semester system.  Kuch to  karo,  because the task in on at the moment and I am lost in the sea of clothes.

The kids are finally taking the afternoon nap, maybe I can complete a major portion of the task, wish me luck .