Life in the Pink City

Faridabad had been my "protective" home since birth; some called it a gaon, some jungle and some just another town. No airport or big flurry gardens, not even a proper place to chill at, bad electricity and water maintenance departments, poor roads and not-so-okay weather. Be it anything, I have loved it more than any other place around.

Until I met Jaipur.

New job, new aura, new lifestyle, new people, new everything; actually a new me. Life in the pink city is beyond words. A lingering peculiarity about this place that makes you fall in love with itself, with a cinch. Unbelievably polite people, safe lanes, helpful neighbors, vibrant markets, terrific forts, extraordinary rituals and spicy feel-good food, you name it, they have it.

Thanks to Maa and Paa, their so called 'eldest daughter' never got a chance to go out and stay all by herself. Needless to say, she hearts it otherwise.

Well, I'm never going back and don't die off with shock if I find a super handsome & intelligent man here and get married with lots of kids and grand kids *wink* *wink*

P.S.: In case you didn't notice or missed me for some reason, I have a chat box now, a little down on the right. Use it.

Have a beautiful one, mates!