A sudden trip to Delhi...

 A return to Jangpura, where I hadn’t been in years.  Taxi drivers I must have known as children

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

Their fathers who refused to use their meters

 and rickshaw cyclists

and rickshaw cyclists

 who work through thick and thin,

who work through thick and thin,

 I took refuge in the neighborhood dive

I took refuge in the neighborhood dive

 cared for by its kind owner

cared for by its kind owner

 and dropped in on old neighborhood friends

and dropped in on old neighborhood friends

 Then took my camera for a walk

Then took my camera for a walk

 through different neighborhoods

through different neighborhoods

 and parks

and parks

 To Old Delhi… no time for ear cleaning

To Old Delhi… no time for ear cleaning

 or even a shave

or even a shave

 But found a hidden path upward, I suppose

But found a hidden path upward, I suppose