Our Self-Written Obituaries – Prachi Bhutada, Pune Farewell Notice by The Delhi Walla - January 14, 2018January 14, 20181 The 165th death. [Text by Prachi Bhutada; photos by Anand Desai] Prachi Bhutada wanted to be everything. What she ended up being was: too much. Of that she was embarrassed, you could tell. She was loud, like her grandmother. She spoke before she thought, like her mother. She cried often and out loud, like she laughed, unlike her father. She had suffered a lack of a childhood. She was born an adult to take care of her mother's schizophrenia and her father's sufferings but had become childlike by the end of her short life. She drank wine at every excuse of an occasion, only wore skirts she could swirl in and colored her hair red. She wrote a lot and she read books
City Monument – A Ruined Mansion, Pahari Bhojla, Old Delhi Monuments by The Delhi Walla - January 14, 20181 Remains of a vanished world. [Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi] Their numbers dwindle with each passing year, which is understandable. Old derelict homes do collapse after decades of benign neglect. But this is more than merely sad — given their distinct character. Aged homes in neighbourhoods such as Shahjahanabad and Mehrauli issue their own singular statements of grace, while most modern housing complexes arguably have nothing to say at all. The other morning, The Delhi Walla was lucky to run across a remarkable example of a time-worn structure on a street going up from the Old Delhi neighbourhood of Pahari Bhojla. I found myself standing in front of an arched door as thick as a fortress rampart, while two sets of taaks