
World of a street. [Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi] It is like being in a crowd, and suddenly everyone disappears — except you. This is what stepping into Gali Sham Lal feels like. Firmly keeping the boisterousness of…

Text of The Delhi Walla’s speech delivered at the Irish ambassador’s New Delhi residence on June 16. [Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi] Dear friends, whether we are “Stately, plump” or not, whether we are Dubliners or not, Happy…

Inside an artist’s studio. [Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi] Dayanita Singh lives amid moving walls of her books. This afternoon, at her second floor studio in Vasant Vihar, the artist appears by sliding away one of the walls….

Summer’s fresh. [Text and photo by Mayank Austen Soofi] It’s not a common sight — well, the ice creams are but not the ice cream roller. On this hot muggy night, two men are stationed with their cart in a…

One of the one percent in 13 million. [Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi] It is an afternoon in the heatwave. The road doesn’t have much traffic. A man is riding a cart. The cart is loaded with long,…

A temple with sound. [Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi] Tnnnnm. The sound at first has a sharp tone, and then wafts around the air, growing softer and calmer, passing along like a light breeze. After that it rushes…

Best flyover. [Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi] This flyover has something unique: one always hopes for a traffic jam while one is on it. Why? Because of the view. And such traffic jam there is, one recent evening…

World of a street. [Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi] One night, the narrow Galli Master Shiv Prasad is lit up with electric lamps. The part where the lane ends into a cramped courtyard is filled with folks watching…

Art of the street. [Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi] The friend’s the biggest enemy. The maxim is scrawled in black chalk on the wall of the Oberoi Hotel flyover, here in central Delhi’s Zakir Husain Marg (see photo)….
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