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Trip to Ballimarran: An exiting adventure!

The trip to ballimaran, famously known as Ghalib Ki Haveli, was fabulous and an enriching experience. I gained a lot of knowledge as well as fun from the exciting adventure!
       When mom told me about the trip at first, I was a little dissapointed as I thought it would be boring. But, my dissapointment vanished as soon as we reached Delhi. I was really exited! We walked till Ballimaran from Chandni Chowk, passing many historical marks on the way. Mirza Ghalib, a great Urdu writer, lived there when he was alive. Just as Shakespeare is the father of English, Mirza Ghalib is the father of Urdu. I clicked many pictures of his abode, and the place was very peaceful. It had a warm presence, a nice feeling in it. We got to know a lot about Ghalib's lifetime and some of his famous write ups, which have been converted into ghazals too. Truly said by Ghalib, "aah ko chaahiye ik 'umr asar hone tak"!
        Soon we walked out of Ballimaran and walked towards Fatehpuri Masjid. And, I was spellbound by its simple beauty. The next stop was Lala Chunnamal's Haveli. Lala Chunnamal was a rich and powerful banker and merchant, who bought Fatehpuri Masjid when it was auctioned by the British. The Haveli resides at Katra Neel, which has one of the biggest concentrations of Shivalaya. We also visited Saint Stephen's church. There was one unique thing about it and that was that even though it was a praying abode for Christians, the prayers were done in the Urdu language. 
         And then, the most exiting part of the trip: Chandni Chowk! The most famous market of Delhi. Built in 17th century by Shah Jahan and designed by his daughter Jahan Ara, the market was once divided by canals to reflect moonlight, or Chandni, and that's how it got its name. The street food! My, my, my, it was so tasty! I felt like eating and eating and eating non-stop. The aloo tikki, dahi bada, the Inderpuri dhaba, and yes, the famous Parathe Ki Galli. It was all too awesome for words! And yes, we also visited the Town Hall, where the British administration worked in the earlier times. There were beautiful flocks of pigeons surrounding the area.






   Well, this trip was a mind-refreshing and quite vibrant experience. It has bunch of memories that i'll always cherish. This is a trip I'll never forget.

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