This feels wonderful, Delhi,
For you show us the grandeur of our past
The kings who once breathed their last
On this land, all powerful, left us splendid
Marvels, the tourists all attended,
The spicy food, the President’s guard,
The everyday man’s simple jugaad,
Overloaded trucks, the skinny driver,
The ironic filth in the holy river,
And yet, you are the liveliest city,
Couldn’t you just be near the sea?