Searching for the stylish.
[Text and pictures by Mayank Austen Soofi]
The Delhi Walla saw this man in the Walled City’s Matia Mahal Bazaar. He was selling halwa on the pavement but he actually looked like an Ottoman vizier.
The man was glowing as bright as street-lamps though his primary attire was simple: a spotless-white cotton shalwar kurta, which made sense since it was summer. The shining colours came from his necklaces, from the stones of his giant finger rings, from his golden-yellow jooti and from his red velvet tasseled cap, the Turki topi. During the old times in Old Delhi, turki topi was as common as denim is today. The man told me that the cap belonged to his grandfather.
Any other person might have failed to carry off this look. The big stones would have looked vulgar. The cap would have seemed out of place. But this man carried off the look most elegantly. If Old Delhi starts its own GQ magazine, then he must be its first cover boy.