A return to Jangpura, where I hadn’t been in years. Taxi drivers I must have known as children
Their fathers who refused to use their meters
and rickshaw cyclists
who work through thick and thin,
I took refuge in the neighborhood dive
cared for by its kind owner
and dropped in on old neighborhood friends
Then took my camera for a walk
through different neighborhoods
and parks
To Old Delhi… no time for ear cleaning
or even a shave
But found a hidden path upward, I suppose