The memorable instant.
[Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi]
The father is at work. The little son is playing in an adjoining alley.
One morning The Delhi Walla sees the man and his boy in Delhi’s Turkman Gate Bazaar. The father is standing outside his meat shop. Taking off his apron, he calls out to the son. The little boy walks over to the big man.
The father grins at his boy, and hands over the knife to his son, gently asking asking him to try to make a cut across a piece of buffalo meat. The son looks shy. The father stands behind him and nudges him. The son is feeling too shy to move. The father smiles and affectionately shakes his head. He then holds his son’s knife-holding hand and carefully guides it across the meat. The boy smiles and sticks out his tongue. The father gradually leaves the son’s hand. The son continues to make the cut. He is deep in concentration. The father moves away. The son gazes on at the meat. He returns the knife to his father and runs back into the alley. The father takes back the charge of his establishment. It is a beautiful moment.
The ways of the dynasty