The beautiful Delhi instant.
[Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi]
One afternoon The Delhi Walla was at a third-floor apartment in Nizamuddin East when a young man entered the kitchen. He was wearing a blue kurta and a white shalwar. He was carrying a tanpura.
The young man thought he was alone.
Unaware that he was being watched, he started to play with the strings of the instrument.
Music arose.
The concert audience consisted of a refrigerator, a microwave oven, a tea kettle, a toaster and also a bunch of bananas.
The young man began to sing, too. Soon, the sentiments of his raga took over the expressions of his face.
After a few minutes, the musician stopped. Exhausted, he sat down on a low chair, put down the tanpura by its side and drank half a glass of water.
It was a beautiful moment.
The rest is noise
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