Showing posts with label Holi. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Holi. Show all posts

Sunday, 18 June 2023

'Holi'Day in Delhi

8th March 2023

These days it takes copious amounts of self-will to still that furiously tail-spinning mind for a few moments. Holi has been gone for months and half the year is already gone and you do not want this godblessed blog to miss an entry from this year. So, on an oppressive morning with Navgraha Stotram playing in a loop - yes you need all the help - you finally manage to sit down to write this down. 

Summers in Delhi now swing from heat waves to oppressively hot and humid days and if last year was a sign of things to come, these next few months are going to be a torture with the buzzkill El Nino probably denying the few days of scant monsoon rains.

The Semals Delighted Again - Mirror Mirror on the Bus

The Petunias that saved the Spring

Holi for some reason this year seemed subdued in the neighbourhood. The lingering pandemic has taken the funk out of the festival. Last year you had experienced some hair-raising traffic incidents in the North-West part of the city. Holi or no Holi, the immensely kind and amiable citizens of Delhi love to show their moronic dare-devilry on the streets. This time you decide to be less adventurous and stay in your own familiar neck of woods. The annual tradition has to continue, even if partly curtailed.


The Painted Sector 30 Pillars of the Elevated Road


The day is hot and the sky is unwelcoming and grey, reflecting the mood of the festival day so far. Maybe across the Yamuna, the sky could cheer up and show some festival colour. You will make your way through the familiar roads of Noida. Bridge pillars and walls in Noida, like elsewhere in the country, are getting a big splash of colour. The pillars of the elevated road opposite the Children’s Hospital in Sector 30 have some cheerful art of kids and nature. In the days leading to G20 Summit, the authorities are expected to go overboard in painting the town red, green and yellow. 

Along with the wall paintings they have thrown in some disco psychedelic lights. The commuters can tripp without trippingg on their way home. All this has been designed by the caring babus to keep everyone high and funky. The fun begins when dusk falls.

The Boys of Holi


Throwback to the Surreal Lockdown Days 


This Cotton Silk tree has kept you company all these Holi Days

It is here that you run into the first group of Holi revellers. For the first time you see signs of the festival. And they are happy to oblige. No, these photos will not appear in any newspaper. Sorry to disappoint you guys. But yes they will definitely appear in the world’s most followed travel blog. The google server might just crash when you upload this piece.



The Suffocating and Dying Yamuna

Under the dull skies the Yamuna looks even more depressing. Every year you look at the rapidly diminishing toxic strand of water thinking it will be the last time before the river chokes into oblivion. On the northern side, all you can see is piers that will hold more bridges of this ever-growing monstrosity of a metro. On the eastern bank, blocks of concrete rapidly encroach upon the floodplains – politicians, authorities, law enforcement agencies, all gleefully happy. Once Yamuna disappears, crores will be spent in uncovering the river just like the morons are doing for the now gone Saraswati river. We all have our priorities set so right.

The new Ashram Flyover now directly connecting DND

The DND Ring Road loop is getting more dollops of concrete. The Ashram flyover has been stretched so that the motorists can now drop straight onto the now uncared for and rapidly disintegrating DND. In this all-round loopy development, you are just glad that the semal on the central verge has miraculously survived. Under the sad skies, few blooms twinkle. All is not lost yet.

The Original Barapullah


You stop over on the new Barapullah to look at the original Barapullah. The original still looks in good repair. For Holi, the traffic has picked up on the bridge. It is not safe to linger here. On the right, the domes of Khan-i-Khanan and Humayun tombs line up in a never before observed frame – for now you will save it in your memory to be clicked on an early Sunday morning.

The Glowing Semal and the Cluster Buses



Fish Out of Water - New Additions to the Lodhi Art District

 Celebrating Pandit Birju Maharaj

The Barapullah brings you to the centre of your Happy Zone. All these weekend visits to this part of the city keeps you sane in these confusing times. And as on cue, the skies wipe the grey off to reveal blue with white clouds. Yes, this is the magic of the Happy Zone. Finally Holi is looking colourful. Semal trees have again smiled this year. You will take position on the corner of Lodhi Road and Maharshi Raman Marg. A glorious Silk Cotton Tree stands resplendent with orange blooms. The orange cluster city buses wait at the red light twinning with the tree. For the first time you are smiling. The outing has just turned worthwhile.

Matthew Circle - The Flower Easel






Of Course!





And just a few days ago, Tulips were in full bloom before the heat decimated them.



From here you will move to see the flower decked roundabouts. The NDMC Horticulture Department never fails to disappoint in Spring. The early unseasonal heat smouldered most of the flowers. The Tulips of few days ago have turned into burnt stalks. Probably, that is the reason more petunias have been planted this year. Petunias tolerate heat better and can continue to bloom till April and May. The Matthew Circle is a cornucopia of colours. This is the flagship roundabout of New Delhi and probably gets attention from NDMC’s best gardeners and planners. And as always, you stop by the sidewalk, wave to the traffic cops huddled around the traffic hut and cross over into the flowery heaven.

Teen Murti


Teen Murti Bhawan or Nehru Museum now will be known as Pradhan Mantri Sangrahalaya


No idea how G20 will help the people

That Mother Dairy!

Before they decide to pull them down



Willingdon Crescent

Now it will be back to some good old time travelling to Teen Murti and the newly christened Pradhanmantri Sangrahalaya. Maybe one of these days you will go visit and look at the changes inside. To you this will always be Teen Murti and Teen Murti Bhawan and that familiar street over there, Willingdon Crescent where all the memories were made and that you will keep visiting here in the physical world and the nocturnal world.

The always surprising Bhagwan Mahavir Vanasthali in Delhi's Central Ridge


The Remains of the Festival


It is in your new haunt in Delhi’s ridge where interesting episodes are happening. Bhagwan Mahavir Vanasthali on Simon Bolivar Marg is your own little Eden. Away from the picnickers and joggers of Nehru Park, this park is an absolute beauty with the right mix of landscaped and wild grounds. On the weekend before the First Lockdown you had saved a monkey that was probably mauled by the resident dogs. Animal rescue van did turn up. Hope the little guy is back being a terror to humans.

 

FB Post that you made with your Encounter with the Tree Man!

Holi Run & Running into Pradip Krishen

The Huffing & Puffing Years

Not sure what it is but it did not feel like Holi this year. The colony roads were mostly silent all morning. Maybe it is the new Influenza A Virus H3N2 that is raging through the city. Your love affair continues with every new virus on the block.

Getting out is becoming increasingly difficult each year and you almost wanted to call Ola and then ask the driver to click few photos. The run will be curtailed and will be limited to New Delhi. Last year you had made it to Rohini!

The early heat apparently did something to the flowers. The tulips bloomed for few days before disappearing. It is the petunias that have saved the Spring for Delhi. They have literally taken over the parks. Everything else has wimpered out.

 

 Yup that's Pradip Krishen! 

And then you see this gentleman trying to protect his dogs from being mauled by the resident doggies. They are the same doggies perhaps who mauled that little monkey few years ago. You do a double take. The man looks familiar. Are you Pradip Krishen? Yes! It is so nice to finally meet you. He along with his Man Friday are trying to get their dogs away to their vehicle. There is lot of barking going on from both sides. The quiet park is suddenly live. You wished you had the book with you. Times like this and suddenly you don’t know what to say. You gather your thoughts quickly. I am sure there will no book ever like this on trees. Thank you! And they drag their dogs away to the parking lot.

Woof - What just happened here!

To be continued…

 

The Chamrod Stars


The heat has made the park bone dry. The sun and the clouds monkey around. Chamrods and bougainvilleas bloom. The dogs are now resting after woofing off the intruders. Monkey families sit on the branches bonding.  

 

The Glass House Petunia Heart

Lodhi Gardens with still surviving Dahlias


Skies are darkening again. You will stop by Lodhi Gardens for a little while. The heart installation at the Glass House this time of the year is blooming with petunias. Dahlias ring the octagonal Mohammed Shah Tomb sitting on a grassy knoll. Visitors are back in the park. They don’t seem to have played Holi either. Holi is definitely losing its charm.



Holi Day is coming to an end. It is drizzling as you make your way back home away from home. You check your records – it rained in 2020 too. Over the last few years that feeling of a festival day seems to be floundering somewhere. It is as if you are just glad the day is over. The day doesn’t seem to be any different except maybe for some respite from the traffic on the roads. You are too old to be throwing water balloons from the terrace. So how do we bring back the magic of Holi? No easy answers there.

 


Let's go trippingg

The skies are dark and overcast. Below, the streets look inviting; wet and glimmering. Today you will not be able to witness the full moon in the twilight sky. It is okay. The psychedelic LEDs dance underneath the flyovers. You will take whatever is offered.

References:

https://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/city/delhi/wilting-hopes-spring-bloom-may-not-last-long-this-season-with-summers-early-entry/articleshow/98283674.cms?from=mdr

https://www.financialexpress.com/photos/business-gallery/3019830/delhi-in-spring-a-riot-of-colour-nature-smiles-at-visitors-as-nehru-park-blooms-with-flowers-see-beautiful-photos/8/

https://www.financialexpress.com/photos/lifestyle-gallery/2990067/as-spring-is-here-delhi-decks-up-with-tulip-see-beautiful-pictures/6/

 

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Sunday, 17 July 2022

‘Holi’Day in Delhi – of Annus Horibilis

18th March 2022

This Holi is different. So different that you almost bailed out of the annual tradition. It required great amounts of will to actually get into the car; almost the same amounts that it takes these days to pick groceries from the neighbourhood market after dilly-dallying over an average of three days. Yes, things have irrevocably changed.

Cotton Silk Trees twinning with DTC Cluster Buses

In these slowed-down reminiscing kind of days, it does not take trigonometry to figure out that you are now in the final one-third of this god-blessed life. And like the previous two one-thirds, things are going to be a little different in this phase of life too. But for now, let’s continue this annual tradition as long as you can still summon enough self-will while you can walk and almost run on your own power without twisting that ankle again which by the way still hasn’t healed even after three years of that evening in Imphal. Well, battle scars are badges to be worn with pride.

Bougainvillea in all its Holi Glory

On a successive hot Holi afternoon (last year’s Holi sizzled at 40 degrees), you have set out with one place in mind. Everything else will be mostly random. The self motivation took some time to materialize and you are leaving quite late. You turn left on the DND loop to take you north on the Ring Road. Usually, you use this short stretch to climb on the Barapullah elevated road but today you will continue on Ring Road to make sense of all the construction happening on this stretch.

Today's route takes you across major parts of Delhi

Delhi few days ago in all its brief Spring glory


On the right, Yamuna has more bridges and pillars than water flowing in it. Barapullah is being extended to Mayur Vihar. In the coming days, you will bypass the DND altogether riding Barapullah all the way to Lodhi Road. Delhi-Meerut Regional Rapid Transit System is rapidly taking shape with the station on the left and the viaduct approaching fast from the east over the dry river bed. Who really needs a flowing river when we can have all these bridges? What a waste of prime real estate. People to the south in Kalindi Kunj have realized how to utilize these priceless idling resources. Every time you cross the DND you can swear more multi-storeyed building blocks have come up overnight inching towards the rapidly receding river banks. Everyone is happy – politicians, law-enforcement agencies, goons.

The Delhi-Meerut RRTS starting point at Sarai Kale Khan 

Who really needs Yamuna and Aravallis and trees and wasted green spaces?

 

 The Waste to Wonder Park at Indraprastha Park


You are not sure if this part of the Indraprastha Park where you spent a late spring afternoon several years ago has still survived the concrete and development onslaught. You are poking around the safety view-breakers. The park got to be around here. And then you see the gate; the gate seems to be leading to our own Jurassic Park. This is the Waste to Wonder Park that has the wonders of the world crafted out of, well, waste. You have seen the photos of the lit Leaning Tower of Pisa and other monuments. Maybe some evening you will come here to see the Pyramids – fat chance!

Delhi turning into asphalt and concrete

Just beyond is the still surviving Indraprastha or the MillenniumPark with the interesting treescape. That post you wrote about the early summer trees is surprisingly one of your most read blogposts – go figure!

The Pragati Maidan Tunnel ramps on Ring Road


There is some more development work going on in New Delhi. Okay lots of it. Pragati Maidan was flattened and all the old state pavilions disappeared. In their place, blocks of airconditioned concrete are coming up. Underneath, a tunnel is being dug up, that will bring even more NCR cars into the heart of New Delhi. The RRTS will bring in more people from distant places on the train, and the tunnel will bring in more cars into Delhi. Great idea to decongest the capital. Two loops open onto the Ring Road. The walls of the tunnel have paintings. On the other side, majestic trees were uprooted to build more approach ramps. Yes, the capital needs more roads and ramps and cars. Again, the rhetorical question - Who needs trees and a river? You need to lighten up; you are becoming a cynic.

The fluttering Tricolur

Tricolours are coming up across the capital. The idea is that people feel patriotic when they see the flag fluttering majestically in the sky. But just below on the road, they continue to spit, throw chip packets out of the car windows, and jump red lights. You have a feeling that caning and sending them all for community service would better serve the country.


The Cotton-Silk trees have painted the town red. The sight of these blooms high up on these buttressed sprawling trees is a sign that you have just barely made it through another gruelling winter and nature is trying to tell you that the effort was worth it. From the top of a flyover, it seems red fireworks are being set off across the city. It is not easy being a Delhi denizen – virus, pollution, the winter, and the most dangerous, fellow denizens. The city is a set of Hunger Games and it takes all your survival instincts to make it through every single day.

Feroz Shah Kotla

Yes, this only happens on Holi afternoon - The iconic Vikas Minar



Every year the traffic on Holi afternoon seems to grow. Maybe, they too have caught on to your idea and are doing their own ‘Holi’Day runs. But on some stretches, you do manage to get shots when there is not a vehicle is in sight. This is a Delhi that harks back to those old days when this was normal during summer afternoons. When people would take refuge behind the chiks in their verandahs cooled by the air-coolers with khas khas and roohafza. Now pick any season or time of day and there is an endless stream of vehicles trying to get somewhere in this rapidly becoming restless city.


Rang Mahal of Red Fort across the street from Vijay Ghat




Planet of Pigeons




Vijay Ghat - Samadhi of 2nd PM Lal Bahadur Shastri (1904-1966) who coined Jai Jawan Jai Kisan

Smt Lalita Shastri's Samadhi (1911-1993)

Just opposite the Rang Mahal of Red Fort, across Mahatma Gandhi Marg is the Vijay Ghat gate. You remember visiting the samadhi of former PM Lal Bahadur Shastri few summers ago. Yes, you were surprised to see his wife Smt Lalita Devi’s samadhi too next to his. Well, today a congregation of pigeons has assembled outside the gates. You are not a great fan of these birds who have usurped the urban city just like the Vilayati Keekars have taken over the city’s greens. Poor sparrows have been de-domiciled out of their own city and are rarely seen now. Even crows fear to tread in this pigeon land. And like everywhere else, people buy grain and feed the pigeons as a collective gutar-goon crescendo rises under the afternoon skies.

The causeway connecting Red Fort to Salimgarh. Once, Yamuna used to flow below




Heading north on GT Road







You will turn left to ride the historical Grand Trunk Road through the Delhi University campus and the Vidhan Sabha. At Azadpur, you turn left on the Outer Ring Road to venture into parts of Delhi you rarely do. You are driving into Rohini, the sprawling mini-city built in north-west Delhi, a place you only read about in news once in a while. What does keep popping up is this place called Japanese Park. And Holi is the only day when you feel brave enough to come out this far to check out what this park is all about. Enough of Lodhi Garden and Nehru Park; it is time to visit the Japanese Park.


Swarn Jayanti Park or Japanese Park in Rohini, Delhi


Rohini seems to be well planned with network of colony streets and grown trees. The houses are a mix of low-rise apartments and independent houses and is quiet on the Holi afternoon. Google Maps leads you into the parking. You are looking for some sign that says ‘Japanese Park’ but there is none. Apparently, the official name of the park is Swarn Jayanti Park in Sector 10. Google Maps calls it Japanese Park but as far as you could investigate there is no such sign in the park. So how did the park get its name?


 DDA teaching us to Say No to Bribe!



The park has the usual paraphernalia of some Holi revellers in the throes of molasses derived beverages, defunct and muddy fountain pits dug in the name of development and concrete paths crisscrossing the park. Things soon start to look promising.

 Kachnar flowers

There are a few Cotton Silk trees still blooming. Just looking at those wholesome red blooms cheers you up. In the distance stars glint. The tree that you identify with Holi has made its appearance. The white Kachnar tree blooms above the canopy of the neighbouring trees. You still remember your wide-eyed wonder when you saw the Kachnar tree at the Oberoi Hotel gate on another Holi afternoon few springs ago. To you Kachnar reflects the sense of spring. Of course, spring has now deserted Delhi. It already seems like summer. Things are definitely changing.


 Japanese Park in Rohini, Delhi




A cricket match is underway in the clearing on the left. Just beyond is a heartwarming view; something that you have not seen in Delhi parks. A standalone grove of fig trees invites you to this island of green and tranquility. Walking beneath the canopy is a feeling that is hard to describe - a low murmur of chirping birds, leaves whispering to the breeze and the afternoon sun trying to pierce the tangle of branches above. You could make this your home right here.

But the question is bothering you. So you ask one of the boys why this park is called Japanese Park. He is not sure but provides a believable reason. The park is laid out like a Japanese park. You have not visited any parks in Japan so you really cannot verify the claim but it sounds good enough. The park deserves another visit when you can explore the trees in summer time. But before that you need to visit the Shalimar Garden again where Aurangzeb was coronated and is a treasure house of trees.






The brick St Martin's Church in Delhi Cantt


Heading towards Dhaula Kuan and into New Delhi which is more familiar



Gyarah Murti on Willingdon Crescent



Teen Murti with petunia carpets




From here you will try to make the return trip turn into a circuit as you drive through places in West Delhi and then Delhi Cantonment. Holi afternoon is incomplete without the mandatory drive on Willingdon Crescent where the lifetime worth of memories reside in the statues, the trees, the lawns and the now abandoned houses of Traffic Police Lines.


Spreading Happiness


Rashtrapati Bhawan glows in the twilight just beyond the Teen Murti roundabout bedecked in fragrant petunias. You don’t have the heart to venture into the Vijay Chowk area where concrete is being poured into the green spaces. You turn back home.



Full moon glows brightly over Barapullah. While life changes around you, the moon shines as brilliantly as it did on Holi evenings even before Holi came into being. This constant stir in your being calms down. The moon seems to be smiling. We are transitory, like the waxing and waning phases of moon. These pushes and pulls will continue. Tides will ebb and flow.  

 

Epilogue: Incidentally, this Holi piece is the most delayed. In the past editions, the Holi post would announce the inauguration of blog writing season. While the saying goes, mind is willing but the flesh is weak; this time both mind and flesh were weak and you spent your hours and days discovering the charms of Malayalam cinema – a late comer to the OTT party. And like every time a tech revolution happens you are the last one to get aboard the boat. You are getting into the groove. Finally, you order groceries on the 30 min delivery app. No more dilly-dallying to get to the neighborhood market. You are ready for the big bad world of tech playing out on the screens. It is time now you went back to the good old days of discovering the charms of life on the road and of writing.

 

References:

https://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/city/delhi/delhi-pragati-maidan-tunnel-opens-for-traffic/articleshow/92341042.cms

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