Chandi chowk in Delhi is famous no doubt. And now, "chandi chowk to China" has made it popular among those who never heard about it. I always had faint memories of my trip to Red Fort during childhood days. When I stress my brain, it produces a 30 second movie half eaten by dust and time, but I try to see the maximum. All I remember is a dark night lit by pale moonlight..my mother holding me tight to herself, my brother sitting next to her on a rickshaw, caught in an unbelievable traffic jam. People on road, and people in vehicles...all kind of vehicles moving haphazardly. It was quite a wonderful place. A place that can fill anyone with pure wonderment.

So I thought of revisiting the place so that I have a stronger brain to hold enough of the place. The moment we came out the metro station, I was fascinated by the beauty of a temple that was fixed onto the ground. It was simple, but firm of its existence. "Shani Mandir". Luckily, it was saturday. We went in. Prayed. We came out. I kept looking at the simplicity. Soon I knew I had an awesome example of beauty which I could keep in my heart as a priceless memory.

I go there whenever I can.

Not everyday, not weekly, not even monthly. But, when I go there, it fills me with the same happiness I felt when I went for the first time.