The First Calling

There isn't much to do at night really. 

Spider man and Batman don't cover much of Delhi, they went international couple of centuries back. They didn't like the British troops. Costumes was supposed to be their thing. He sits among the simpleton humans tonight. 

The top of India-Gate needs a sweep, they don't show the terrible dust in the movies. He gave a sigh on the ignorance of the mortals. Bored and hungry there is one place everyone went at nights. 

A little vush-vish-wam and suddenly the quite winds replace the food court at Nizammudin station. He met the sufi once, the wisest man he had known. Delhi survives the slow poison in his aura of faith in good. Romeo, knows he misses him. When u live for eternity, its that single enlightened moment that keeps u sane. Romeo the vampire of Hind. He defies physics but feels the burden of night. Dargah is the place to be, the winds never lie. He flaps his cigarette and shows himself in the crowd. They don't see it, but there is light at the end. 

There was nothing to do at night anyways.