The Delhi Walla in the French capital.
[Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi]
The trees of Delhi are unwieldy. The trees of Paris look more civilised.
They are the gentlefolk in evening dress – courteous, healthy, symmetrical, and lovable. They pursue perfection. They seem to care only about the tender things in life. If you stand under these trees, you half-expect to hear them talking of Balzac and Stendhal and Ghalib.
The shaded paths underneath, too, are so dignified and so so beautiful, that it is a challenge to be moved. Too much prettiness perhaps numbs the mind.
La Trees de Paris
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They are very beautiful
I am so happy that you are in Paris.
Des Arbres de Paris. (Trees of Paris )
You mean LES Arbres DES Paris, don’t you?
( This is the French Grammar Police; resistance is futile!)
Actually it’s “Les arbres de Paris” or more elegently “Arbres de Paris”. Sorry Naushirvan but resistance is futile!
I have written des arbres de Paris as it is not specific. Mayank is talking about general trees.
Does this mean I am under arrest?
Ya, you are
Ekta “des arbre de paris” could mean “on the trees of paris”. You would actually say “Arbres à Paris” Trees in Paris” or “Photos d’arbres à Paris”. The great joys of french grammar
Mayank if you have time, I would like you to go to the ” Mont Saint Michel “. It is in the northwest France and is indeed very beautiful
woooooooooowwww,so beautiful