Delhi, the national Capital, was always a two-faced place, but in the run up to the Commonwealth Games, it is acquiring a schizophrenic persona.
Poised to scale new heights as a world-class metropolis, it also appears to be falling apart.
Soaring stadia with lights ablaze, swank villages for 8,000 athletes with private ice-cream parlours, a metro burrowing its way to far corners and the T3, touted as the eighth largest terminal in the world.
Ok, we got the message.
Why is it then that every time I enter the city, leave the house, try to catch an appointment in the suburbs or accomplish a day's job, I am beset with nightmarish traffic jams, long painful power cuts, waterlogged roads, (and) dangerously incomplete pavements, literally strewn with stumbling blocks?
Image: A general view of the indoor cycling velodrome constructed for the 2010 Commonwealth Games is pictured during its inauguration ceremony in New Delhi
Text: Sunil Sethi, Business Standard