City Moment – Holding Hands, Barakhamba Park
The beautiful Delhi instant.
[Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi]
One afternoon The Delhi Walla entered Barakhamba Park, a public garden in Nizamuddin West that is an unofficial home to the homeless.
Nisha Begum, a park resident, was standing against a tree. She was in a yellow salwar-suit and a pink dupatta. A family of four was sitting on the brick pathway. They were watching her.
“I have grown in this park,” Ms Begum said. “Last week I left my job as a house-maid and now all I do is to lie on the grass here.”
Ms Begum had a white mobile phone.
A longhaired man appeared in a black T-shirt and grey shorts and sat down close to us. He was slim, his arms were strong. Giving a knowing smile to Ms Begum, he introduced himself as Ansar. Ms Begum turned away her gaze from him and said, “My husband left me a few years ago. I have four children.”
Moving his fingers through his hair, Mr Ansar said, “I run a tea stall but today the weather is too nice to work. It is so windy.”
After a few minutes, Ms Begum moved towards Mr Ansar and sat down by his side. They looked at each other. Suddenly touching his hand, Ms Begum said, “We are girlfriend and boyfriend.” It was a beautiful moment.