
Sunny day walk. [Text and photo by Mayank Austen Soofi] It is limpid in some places, parched in others. It is not a stream. Rationalists will rightly dismiss it as a mere optical illusion. But the magic is palpable— an…

One of the one percent in 13 million. [Text and photo by Mayank Austen Soofi] The main street of Old Delhi’s Matia Mahal is a sea of people, this afternoon. One person in the crowd is crouched on the ground….

One of the one percent in 13 million. [Text and photo by Mayank Austen Soofi] Moong dal, arhar dal, vegetable kofta, aloo gobhi matar, farsan, choorma laddu, dhokla, tillar papad and fresh rotis. This picturesque Gujarati thali will soon be…

Rue du silver. [Text and photo by Mayank Austen Soofi] See the photo. That deg is filled with molten chandi, the silver. Anybody can come and get a bowl full of it for 30 rupees. If only. But then it…

Life of a traffic island. [Text and photo by Mayank Austen Soofi] A city gets truly authentic when it is not on show. Easier to find its soul in ordinary places, during ordinary moments, when nothing is happening. When one…

The visible city. [By Mayank Austen Soofi] Delhi is a voyeur’s paradise and The Delhi Walla also makes pictures. I take photos of people, streets, flowers, eateries, drawing rooms, tombs, landscapes, buses, colleges, Sufi shrines, trees, animals, autos, libraries, birds,…

Gods by the tracks. [Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi] Saaye saaye, so whistles the forceful afternoon breeze. But the peepal is staying unmoved. No leaf stirs. Its branches, bare. The courtyard too is bare, of humans. But it…

A circle of books. [Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi] Some places are like Mount Everest. You might not have been to them, but you know they are there. Same is the case with New Book Land. The shop…

A road by the wall. [Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi] They say as the plane descends on reaching Mumbai, a window-side flier gets to see a large number of rooftops in blue. And as you walk through Ansari…
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