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,…
The memorable instant. [Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi] A history student in Gargi College, she reads poetry, keeps a journal (see photo 3 below) and now she is the new shop assistant at The Book Shop in Jorbagh….
The day’s outing. [Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi] It’s Eid today. The Delhi Walla spent the morning in the Muslim quarter of the Walled City. I walked along the alleys and also entered the homes of welcoming hosts….
The party secrets. [Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi] News anchor Barkha Dutt looked like a Prime Time killer in her flowing silky-white pajamas. Publisher Meru Gokhale, wearing white from head to toe, seemed as fragile as late night…
The memorable instant. [Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi] The sun has set but the sky isn’t dark yet. One evening The Delhi Walla is walking in Nehru Park. The city seems to be winding down for the night….
Delhi’s best deep-fried vegetarian pakodas. [Text and pictures by Mayank Austen Soofi] Some dishes are unlucky to be ghettoized with a certain kind of weather. For some reason pakodas are romanticized with rain. As the sky darkens, cooks dutifully cut…
The wet days. [Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi] First, lightning and thunder. That upset the birds. Then a strong wind started. Leaves blew everywhere. One evening The Delhi Walla was in Khan Market when the weather decided to…
The hungry villagers. [Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi] If a First World foreigner is airlifted from her land straight into Hauz Khas Village, she will find it next to impossible to believe it is Delhi’s coolest hangout. The…
One of the one percent in 13 million. [Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi] He sits in his blood-stained jeans, surrounded by chunks of meat hanging from hooks, and holds up his bloodied hands like a trophy. Next to…
The party secrets. [Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi] Most people looked grave enough to pass off as authors. The curly-haired Vinay Sitapati was not one of them (see photo 3 below). He looked like an author only on…
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