Three’s a Crowd
I jogged through Deer Park and Rose Garden in Delhi with a fixed route, rest points, old and very active people, a miscreant who jumped on me in a lonely spot, strolling policemen, dry duck ponds, leafy avenues and red gravel moist paths that smelt nice.I remember the shy couples in the thickets. We have all crossed them one time or another. They are shy but eager to achieve something in their relationship on that quiet and private date, away from meddlesome mummies and daddies, disturbed only by joggers who were interested in their tightening musles alone.
The guy is sometimes brave enough to put an arm around the girl. She acquiesces with giggly reluctance.
Here is an illustration by Christian Cailleaux that brings back the memories.
