City Moment – The Dance of a Woman, Appetite German Bakery
The memorable instant.
[Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi]
One afternoon The Delhi Walla spots a foreign woman sitting in a Central Delhi café. She is dressed in a long gown, blue ear danglers and a bucket hat. Her sun glasses are casually perched around her hat. The whole effect is picturesque.
Since there’s no one else in the café at this lazy late afternoon hour, we naturally start chatting.
“I’m Lilo Marina…” the woman mutters in a soft raspy voice. “I’ve come from a small town in Australia… I’m in India to find something new in life… I’ll be learning the Indian classical music.”
For now Ms Marina has just returned from a trip to the Himalayas and seems to have no fixed plan other than the fact that she will stay on in our country for a few more weeks. “Though not in Delhi,” she hasents to add. “It’s too difficult city for a traveler.”
The woman then goes quiet. Nothing happens for a few minutes except for the blades of the ceiling fan making screechy sounds in the hot air. Now Ms Marina gets up, and walks toward the bakery counter. Perhaps she desires a cake. But no, she turns around and starts to slowly wave her arms.
“I’m dancing,” she says in a sing-song tune, and continues to wave her arms up and down. She also starts to gently sway her hips. Now she closes her eyes but continues to dance. It’s like as if she has found her calling.
A way in the world