This personal essay first appeared in Global Graffiti magazine’s “Cities” issue.
“…She would always remember Paris as the most beautiful city in the world, not because of what it was or was not in reality, but because it was linked to the memory of her happiest years.”
—Gabriel García Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera.
Cities are where history and contemporaneity, spaciousness and congestion, overwhelming wealth and astonishing poverty collide with each other more recklessly than anywhere else. One can live in City A for a long time and despise it and yet get entranced by City B in just a few months. That probably explains why I always remained a passive resident of Delhi, the city of my birth and my home for more than three decades, yet fell in love with Hyderabad, where I lived for less than four months. And the charm was almost instantaneous.
This was also the city where I found love.
Read the rest at Global Graffiti
Bhaswati Ghosh 
Hyderabad comes alive in Bhaswati’s depiction! Do Diwane shahar mein,khusiyon ka khazana dhoondte hain…..
Thanks for your lovely comment, Sunit!
I think I read this when you had posted it as a Facebook note. Loved reading it again 🙂
Thanks, Hansda!