Letter One

Dearest Ponzy,

How are you? I know, I was meant to write to you as soon as I reached Dilli, but so many things are happening, I just couldn't find the time. I hope you've been well, and not missing me too much!

I know the obvious question on your mind right now -- How is Dilli treating me, right? Well Ponzy, it's been a week since I came here, and already I feel a sense of non-belonging. I don't feel like this city is ready to accept me yet. Or maybe it's just me. I really don't know.

Everything seems so different here. Though I have been to Dilli several times before, I never really had a chance to truly check it out. I thought, since Moombai and Dilli are metros, there won't be much of a difference in the environment. I was expecting Dilli to be as fast paced and bustling as Moombai is. Unfortunately, Ponzy, I was wrong. Dilli is way slower. People take their time with everything. People in Dilli seem to follow what William Henry Davies said in his poem 'Leisure' - 'What is this life if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare.' And people in Dilli have only be standing and staring so far!

But I have come here for a purpose...and I hope I get used to this city sooner than later!

I have just finished unpacking, and have finally begun settling in this house. Granma and Grampa seem happy I'm here. I can't say for sure though.

I'm missing you terribly Ponzy! I hope you visit me soon!

I will write to you again tomorrow!

Bye! :)

Love and hugs,
Belly