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One of the World’s Most Beautiful Gardens Shrouded in the Lowest AQI Region
And the spectacle that made me fall in love with Delhi
The tragedy of life is not getting everything at once, or perhaps not getting some things at all. But the beauty is that fulfilment is subjective, and happiness can be found in the smallest and the most incomplete moments too.
Four years ago, when I came to Delhi to attend one of India’s most prestigious colleges, I was greeted with a sense of alienness in my own country. I felt lonely, anxious, and triggered to change myself to fit into the new hues of the Metro city.
Days and nights, I was trying to fix the broken pieces of my life, it was then that my love for nature began. Being out in the open gave me peace, serenity and a sense of purpose.
I have always wanted to surround myself with greenery, know more about nature, and spend more time in the wilderness than in my confined room. But humans are eccentric, we find enough time to pass, but never enough to invest.
With four years to my first day in Delhi, and four years since I learnt about the gardens in the Rashtrapati Bhawan (The president’s residence), I have only dreamt of seeing it one day. It is the leader of gardens in Delhi, the one every other garden looks up to…
