India, March 31 -- Old timers of Delhi, like me, with a high level of 'nostalgia' quotient, reminisce the days of yore. Of how the city I love, of which I am an ever - youthful 'boy', has metamorphosed over the decades - of how much we have lost, and how callously the soul of this beloved has been trampled upon.
Undoubtedly, gains, in terms of development and progress are substantial, but pale in comparison to what we have lost, the experiences that were once the heartbeat of the city.
For me, growing up in the city continues to be a Golden chapter of my life. And the lost experiences, well, there is a plethora of them, though, the foremost remains the numerous visits or picnics I enjoyed at what was then known as India Gate, in the compa...