It happens only in delhi

Delhi is full of surprises and it delivers them to you at many unexpected moments. Yesterday I was in 12- 9pm shift and when I reached home at around 11:30 pm, the electricity had dozed off. So I just took a nice shower and was waiting in my balcony for the electricity to come. It was then when I noticed the young couple and their 3-year-old daughter standing in their balcony just opposite to my next-door neighbour's house. At the first glance there was nothing unusual about them, just another family waiting in their balcony for the electricity to come.

It was only after a few uneventful minutes that the gentleman pulled the lady inside the room and locked it. If one could say that to be a strange development, what was more astounding was the fact that they had left their 3 year old daughter outside in the balcony. The little girl was first dumbstruck at the chain of events and didn't know what to do. It was just then that sounds of the gentleman beating the lady filled the atmosphere and was followed by the screams of the lady. From time to time I could also hear the gentleman using his collection of adjectives quite common for the people of Delhi like MC, BC, MKC, BKL, etc. 

The little girl in the balcony got panicked to hear all this and started crying and was begging her parents to let her come inside, which of course had no effect on her father. After a few uneventful moments, suddenly the cries of pain and fear by the lady turned into cries of ecstasy. By the time I could understand the change, the husband was yelling at his top voice. "Saali aaj to mein le lunga (today i will have you). Bahut nakhre dikhatihai aaj kal (you show lots of tantrums now a days)." After that what might have followed inside the closed room can be aptly termed as the "call of kamdev (Aphrodite)".

After almost 10 minutes the balcony door opened and the lady barged outside, hastily rearranging her gown, and gave two slaps to the already terrified little girl. A few moments later the gentleman also came outside and yelled a few of his well versed adjectives to the little girl and her mother. It was just then that electricity showed mercy on us and the couple along with the little girl went inside and locked the door. Hoping for some more dramatic events I waited in my balcony for a few more minutes when I heard my next door neighbour telling his wife how the gentleman opposite to their house utilised the electricity cut. Hearing that I knew that my quota of surprises for the day was over and it was time for me to go to sleep. Lying in my bed with ac on, I was thinking about the agony and horror felt by the little girl and the insensitivity of my neighbours towards her. It just reinforced my belief - "It happens only in Delhi."