India, Dec. 31 -- The world is, according to a saying, only the size of each man's head. Delhi has millions of people, and today in the final day of 2025, each of us millions of citizens must be making sense of the concluding year through our own creative and messy ways. One such citizen is Ronak Singh Bhasin, who came of age in West Delhi's Hari Nagar. (Years ago, he had an insta handle describing himself as Pagal Kavi, or mad poet, which he jettisoned after outgrowing that persona). To mark the year-end, he has especially composed a poem for us. Ronak suggests that he has been gradually getting wary of this life and all that it has to offer, and that his poem reflects just that sentiment. "I might come across as someone who is depressed, ...