I didn't come to the city to be a historian. I left Calcutta to find a job. My journalistic journey had taken me to India's capital city. It was a difficult decision but a quick one. Because I wanted a job to survive. So from Idgah Road residence my quest for job began.
Initial days were really tough. I used to wake up with dialects which has now made famous by Bollywood. But to hear kids (brothers, father to son, among friends) exchange expletives early in the morning was a bit of a shock for me. In the beginning, those words petrified me. Having originated from a city known for its rich culture, I was slightly got dejected. But later somebody explained me that people of Quraish Nagar are not that filthy as they are made out of. The words (expletives) they speak are a part of their life. "So don't take it seriously," said one of my well-wishers. So, gradually the Purana Dilli dialect and the expletives became a part of my life too. I didn't find it too obscene or abusive in what the locals spoke.
A walk down the Sadar Thana rickshaw stand and then to the Paharganj bus stand would become my daily routine. I always preferred the DTC as it would never stop at unwanted places and would reach Barakhamba in quick time. Locating the media offices at Barakhamba, KG Marg and then at ITO became my routine work.
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