Mirza Ghalib may have been indulging in hyperbole when he penned these famous lines, but there is no denying that Delhi is a notch above the other great metropolises of India. What sets it apart is the multitude of historic ruins that dot the city. Every ruler down the ages wished to adorn his beloved Delhi, to leave a mark that would last and so left behind a landscape that is studded with jewels from the past. Neophyte New Delhi has been quick to discard most of them on the rubbish heap of history, choosing to validate a bare minimum with a name, an identity and a place of visibility.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR Rakhshanda Jalil
Rakhshanda Jalil writes on issues of literature, culture and heritage. She has published over 15 books. Some of them include: two edited collections of short stories, She was co-editor of Third Frame, a journal devoted out by the Cambridge University Press.
She runs an prganization valled Hindustani Awaz, devoted to the popularisation of Hindi-Urdu literature and culture. Rakhshanda Jalil writes on issues of literature, culture and heritage. She has published over 15 books. Some of them include: two edited collections of short stories, She was co-editor of Third Frame, a journal devoted out by the Cambridge University Press.
She runs an prganization valled Hindustani Awaz, devoted to the popularisation of Hindi-Urdu literature and culture.
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