In fact, the place is a set of three malls built adjacently. However, being built the earliest and attracting the most number of people, the name “Citywalk” umbrellas this cluster of three malls – Select Citywalk, Metropolitan and DLF – in itself.
Moving on, strangely, Citywalk has always been one of the few places in Delhi that has brought peacefulness in my head. Yes, sounds definitely peculiar; especially since I’m talking about a spot that is relished by shopaholics, a hotspot for friends to meet up and play merry, and a sanctuary where birds are seen in a tantalizing attire of miniskirts and minitops. Yet, there’s been a definite atmosphere, which to date I’m still unfamiliar with, that gets me magnetized to the place.
It is undoubtedly a mall which is, by definition, upscale, classy and restores its quaintness despite shopaholics flooding the place. And it doesn’t seem devoid of any development. 7 months down the lane, which I hoped would seem like a lifetime, there’s been a load of advancement; and when I say advancement, I’m not making this piece familiarize with the socio-economic strata or the rich/poor ratios of bar graphs and statistics, although one can argue on it. I totally speak on what I observed.
A group of multiple fountains directed inwardly to produce amazingly shaped streams of water have opened in front of Citywalk, since summers have kicked in, of which, I do not intend to talk (or fret) anymore.
Things have shaken up with the DLF mall having been completely built. And to add to its already charming backdrop, it now accommodates The Great Kebab Factory and The Big Chill! Supported majorly by vacant gaps in between stores and a partial emptiness lingering in its corridors the last time I saw it, the DLF mall hardly attracted a crowd. In spite of its food court hosting brands of Mc Donald’s, Subway and Tikka Town, and the undisputed Hard Rock Cafe (where by the way I spent three and a half hours last year watching Delhi being assailed by Hyderabad in the IPL semi final), there was much more DLF had to achieve. As it turns out, that “much more” came in, swirled its magic wand and produced dazzles of incredibility.
The Costa Coffee is right at the centre, which makes it a “part of the mall” rather than being placed in a corner and standing elusive to the buzz. Two new artistic inclusions – a painting sale on the ground floor, and the Tantric tee shirt store – give it the artistic touch. I’d recommend a purchase from Tantric if you enjoy wordplay, ON YOUR TEE SHIRT; here’s a specimen – a tee shirt that had an illustration of Taj Mahal, with the accompanying caption, “Via Agra: the greatest male erection for a woman.” Moral: Think and purchase if your correspondence address matches with that of your parents’.
Clearly out of context, but I couldn’t resist stepping out of the store whilst checking out the tee shirts to listen to Amy Lee’s (whose name by the name is shared by my Irish flatmate too) track “Call me when you’re sober” playing in the corridor. Yeah, I got incredible ears.
An elegant, sensuously looking spa at the top floor ups the magic to another level. Predominantly illuminated by lights submerged under water bowls that produces a quintessential atmosphere relaxation, it seems to be set apart from titter and tatter of heels, weighty shopping bags and upscale purchases.
Out of all, I particularly liked the montage designed on the outside of its walls. Set on a red background, it seemed like a collage of every brand they were hosting.