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City Landmark - Gurdwara Seesganj, Chandni Chowk

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City Landmark - Gurudwara Sisganj Sahib, Chandni Chowk

Holy and serene.

[Text and pictures by Mayank Austen Soofi]

Not as open and airy as Bangla Sahib gurdwara in Connaught Place, Seesganj Sahib is as serene as any spiritual destination should be. It was built in memory of Guru Tegh Bahadur, the ninth Sikh guru, who was beheaded here on the orders of Emperor Aurangzeb in 1675.

A three-storeyed rectangular building off the main street of Chandni Chowk, the gurdwara adds to the multi-religious character of Old Delhi's popular shopping district, which also has a mosque, a temple and a church.

The chaos of the bazaar disappears as you enter the short flight of stairs and reach a hall that hums with the devotional hymns of raagis, the musicians who sing in front of the Guru Granth Sahib, the Sikh holy book. The chandeliered hall has a carpeted marble floor where the devotees sit cross-legged with folded hands. In the terrace, the blare of auto horns merges harmoniously with the tabla beats of the raagis coming from inside the prayer hall. The balcony looks onto the bustling Bhai Mati Das Chowk.

Dating from the 17th century, the gurdwara has four small chhatris at each corner and a large one at the centre. The building has seen many additions and modifications. Langar (free food) and lodging facilities are available for devotees. The halwa prasad is delicious and rich in ghee.

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Outer chaos

City Landmark - Gurudwara Sisganj Sahib, Chandni Chowk

Inner peace

City Landmark - Gurudwara Sisganj Sahib, Chandni Chowk

Guru Granth Sahib, the holy book

City Landmark - Gurudwara Sisganj Sahib, Chandni Chowk

The gurdwara raagis

City Landmark - Gurudwara Sisganj Sahib, Chandni Chowk

Nishaan Saheb

City Landmark - Gurudwara Sisganj Sahib, Chandni Chowk

The terrace pilgrims

City Landmark - Gurudwara Sisganj Sahib, Chandni Chowk

Darshan of the holy book

City Landmark - Gurudwara Sisganj Sahib, Chandni Chowk

Darshan from outside

In God We Trust

View of the Bhai Mati Das Chowk

City Landmark - Gurudwara Sisganj Sahib, Chandni Chowk

The night view

City Landmark - Gurudwara Sisganj Sahib, Chandni Chowk

Across the road

City Landmark - Gurudwara Sisganj Sahib, Chandni Chowk

In God we trust

City Landmark - Gurudwara Sisganj Sahib, Chandni Chowk

City Food - Fenn, Matia Mahal

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Portrait

Delhi's most democratic bread.

[Text and pictures by Mayank Austen Soofi]

At night, people in Old Delhi eat heavy dishes such as kebabs and biryanis. In the morning, they have the equally heavy paya and nihari. Between waking up and breakfast, they also have sweet milky tea and fenn; the stacks on the bread counters creating a perfect backdrop to the morning scene of children going to school, or beggars sleeping on the pavements.

Flaky and crisp, fenn is one of Delhi’s most democratic bakery products. Priced at Re 1 each, it is a teatime companion for the homeless as well as the wealthy. The rickshaw-wallas mull over the pointlessness of the new day by soaking fenn in their tea. The newspaper readers do the same while pouring over the state of the world.

Not bigger than your palm, fenn’s crumbly facade is streaked with shades of brown. Made of maida flour, it is so flaky that when you take it in your hand, slivers of its skin peel off the surface. Some stay, some fall down.

On its own, fenn is very dry and it snaps in the mouth making crunchy sounds. Light and with no distinct flavour, it is deliciously addictive. In the arguments over how this city (or this country) is going to the dogs, it is easy to lose the count of fenns you have eaten. Many find it an ideal complement to tea. The classic way is to dip fenn in the tea glass and raise it to your lips. When your mouth feels the outer moistness of the morsel melting into its inner crustiness, the moment is exquisite. Now take a sip of the tea. The warm liquid rushes in along with the few crumbs that the fenn had left behind. This too is joy.

Where Fenn is sold in every roadside tea stall in Delhi Price for one fenn Re 1

Pick one

City Food - Fenn, Matia Mahal

Flaky and crisp

City Food - Fenn, Matia Mahal

Fenn-powered

City Food - Fenn, Matia Mahal

Stacked against the glass counter

City Food - Fenn, Matia Mahal

Street View

City Food - Fenn, Matia Mahal

Another view

City Food - Fenn, Matia Mahal

Dip dip dip

City Food - Fenn, Matia Mahal

Good day, kaka

City Food - Fenn, Matia Mahal

Campus Notepad - Reading Chomsky in Gulistan-e-Gandhi

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City Life - Castro Café, Jamia Millia

Jamia Millia University is home to eclectic figures.

[Text and picture by Mayank Austen Soofi]

What has American leftist Noam Chomsky to do with the burger eating, Levi-wearing, Gucci-buying, mall going, America-dreaming generation? Can the palestinain icon Yasser Arafat be a pop icon?

The Delhi Walla urges you to take a walk in the Jamia Millia University. It is the Capital's only campus where these much-ignored idols seem to be in. Institutions, centers, halls, gardens, gates and even lanes are named after personalities as eclectic and diverse as novelist Qurratulain Hyder, playwright Habib Tanvir and Gandhian Mridula Sarabhai.

There is Noam Chomsky Complex, the big Edward Said Hall, the smaller Yasser Arafat Hall, and the smallest K M Ashraf Hall named after the Marxist historian. Not to forget the coolest spot to hang out – the (Fidel) Castro Café with its award-winning white and black design.

There are the slew of buildings named after freedom fighters: Gulistan-i-Gandhi, Jauhar Bagh, Sarojini Naidu Centre for Women’s Studies, Khan Abdul Ghaffar Khan Enclave, S R Kidwai Hostel, Zakir Husain Library, the Ansari Auditorium and a residential complex named after Hakim Ajmal Khan.

Literary-types can jog down the Saadat Hasan Manto Lane. If you like cricket, there's Virendra Sehwag Viewer's Gallery in the university cricket grounds, named after its famous alumni. The most interesting incident of naming, by far, is the Hall of Girls' Residence named after Halide Edibe, a Turkish novelist, historian and feminist political leader who stayed at the Jamia in 1935.

What's in a name? You might say. Plenty...as far as the Jamia authorities are concerned. A name may reflect an entire worldview.

For students, names of institutions, buildings, parks and gates can have lasting memories. Perhaps when all else has dimmed, the memory of sitting in the Bagh-e-Nanak - with a good book, or a lover, or both – will outlive all else.

Tanumoy Misra, M Sc(Final) student in Bio Informatics, derives a simple pleasure from looking up at the immense Ghalib statue every day. He says, "When I pass by the Dabistan-i-Ghalib, I am reminded of the golden age of poetry."

For some names resonate with deeper meanings. As Jamia's former Vice-Chancellor Professor Mushirul Hasan says, "These names reflect Jamia's cosmopolitan and secular character reflecting a continuity in its history and a link with future."

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Campus Notepad - Reading Chomsky in Gulistan-e-Gandhi
Jamia Millia University is home to eclectic figures; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Food - Fenn, Matia Mahal
Delhi's most democratic bread; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Landmark - Gurdwara Seesganj, Chandni Chowk
Holy and serene; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Mission Delhi – Salim Javeri, Nizamuddin Basti
One of the one per cent in 13 million; by Mayank Austen Soofi

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Mission Delhi – Sunita Pandit, Palika Bazaar Park
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City Food - Samosa, Delite Cinema & Scindia Lane
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Photo Essay - Sense of the Place
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Mission Delhi - Muhammad Aslam, Nizamuddin Basti
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City Season – Palika Bazaar Park, Connaught Place
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Sujan Singh Park Diary – My Life with Khushwant Singh
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City Secret - Jain Svetambar Temple, Kinari Bazaar
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Mission Delhi – Deen Dayal, Safdarjung Enclave
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Mission Delhi – Sumanta Roy, Khan Market
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Mission Delhi – Rakesh Chandra, Connaught Place
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Special Report – The Delhi Walla in Jaipur
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Photo Essay - Basant Celebrations, Hazrat Nizamuddin Dargah
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Mission Delhi - Changa Kumar, Hauz Khas Village
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Mission Delhi - Aanchal Malhotra, Jama Masjid
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City Secret - Razia Sultana's Tomb, Pahari Bhojla
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City Commute – Business Class for Delhi Metro?
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Mission Delhi – Pooja, Paharganj
One of the one per cent in 13 million; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Secret - Begumpuri Masjid, Sarvapriya Vihar
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Photo Essay 2010 – In Search of Lost Time
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Mission Delhi – Mushirul Hasan, JNU Campus
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Mission Delhi - Satnam Singh Juneja, Pratap Street
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City Secret - Agrasen ki Baoli, Connaught Place
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City Faith – Ramayan Paath, Sahibabad
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Mission Delhi – Shankar, Matia Mahal
One of the one per cent in 13 million; by Mayank Austen Soofi

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Photo Essay - Traffic Jam, Kasturba Gandhi Marg
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Mission Delhi – Muhammad Salim, Mathura Road
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Mission Delhi – One Per Cent in 13 Million
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City Sighting - Arundhati Roy, Jamia Millia Islamia
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City Landmark - Mirza Ghalib's Tomb, Nizamuddin Basti
Restoring the dignity of Delhi's greatest poet; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Photo Essay - Celebrating Arundhati Roy
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Capital Plunder – Jantar Mantar, 19/11
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Capital Experience – Dawn @ Hazrat Nizamuddin Dargah
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City Life - Are you an Upper Class Delhi Walla?
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City Life – Abdul Rehman, Old Delhi Romeo
Love in the Walled City; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Photo Essay - Women Are Not Allowed Inside Nizamuddin Dargah
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Capital Sighting – Khushwant Singh, Hotel Le Meridian
Delhi's dirty old man; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Secret – Hindon Railway Bridge, Ghaziabad
A must-see for trainspotters; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Living – Hauz Khas Village, South Delhi
A new morning at a new address; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Sighting - Ved Mehta, Meharchand Market
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City Feature – Foreign Babe in Shahjahanabad
On her own in Old Delhi; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Secret – Aleksandr Pushkin, Mandi House
The Russian abroad; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Landmark – Fatehpuri Masjid, Walled City
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City History - Sunday Book Bazaar, Daryaganj
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Photo Essay – Chhat Pooja, India Gate
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Special Feature – Why is Old Delhi So Dirty?
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Photo Essay – Will in the World
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City Neighbourhood - GB Road, Delhi-6
The Capital's red light district; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Nature Notepad – Searching for the Delhi October
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Special Feature – William Dalrymple, The White Mughal
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Capital Commandments – For a World Class Delhi
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Obituary - Connaught Place, Central Delhi
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City Resident - Editor, Nizamuddin East
India's most written about dog; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Life – Vijay Chauhan, The Dishwasher
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Capital Guide - The Eighth City of Delhi
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Madrid Diary – The Last Word
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Madrid Diary – The Farewell Symphony
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Madrid Diary – The Iberian Sky
Poetry in the heavens; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Madrid Diary – The Beautiful People
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Madrid Diary – Metro Melodies
Time out in the Alonso Martinez stop; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Madrid Diary – Their Monuments, Our Monuments
Time out in San Lorenzo De El Escorial; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Madrid Diary - Second Day, Second Show
Time out in the Spanish Capital; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Madrid Diary - First Day, First Show
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City Landmark – Hotel Taj Mahal, Church Mission Road
A well-kept secret; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Letter from the Reader – On Publishing Slanderous Comments
The dilemma of free speech on the internet; by Jess Sikand

City Life – Delhi’s Beautiful People
Loving the 'filthy' Yamuna; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Photo Essay – Connaught Place in Mid-Life Makeover
Capturing the re-rise of a Delhi landmark; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Personal Life – Fast, Pray, Love
Going foodless in Ramzan; by Sadia Dehlvi

Campus Life - The iGen, Delhi University
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City Landmark – Bagh-e-Bedil, Opposite Pragiti Maidan
In the dead poet’s society; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Neighbourhood – BP Road, near Ajmeri Gate
The XXX fantasies; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Neighbourhood – Karol Bagh, West-Central Delhi
It has energy, warmth and sinful street food; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Photo Essay - Delhi@Night
It's dangerous, but beautiful; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Life – A Love Story
A thumri singer on the love of her life; by Vidya Rao

City Life – The Joys of Childhood
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Capital News - Jane Austen is Coming to South Delhi
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City Secret – Husseini Hotel, Nizamuddin Basti
A poor man’s eatery, since the '40s; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Plus – The Second-hand Bookstores of Paharganj
Finding thrill in unexpected places; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Walk - Chandni Chowk, Old Delhi
A trip into the heart of the Walled City; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Secret – DDA Park, Opposite Purana Qila
A mystery best left unsolved; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Capital Guests - Three Pakistanis in a Gurgaon Mall
A slice of their Delhi afternoon; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Photo Essay – Is Delhi Rude?
Exposing the truth; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Capital Interview - Ali Sethi, Pakistani Novelist
On writing and related concerns; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Travel – Encounter at the Black Mosque
The passage to Nizamuddin Basti; by Marina Bang

Viewpoint – Why Scorn Delhi’s Expat Community?
A South Delhi expat makes a point; by Anonymous

Photo Essay – The Cost of Living
Poor people and the price of water; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Citizen Profile - Mr Jones, Greater Kailash-I
He needs a mate; by Vasantha Angamuthu

City Landmark – NYC Unisex Salon, Hauz Khas Market
Delhi’s first LGBT friendly salon; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Delhi Diary – The Power of Faith
Beauty as seen in a sufi shrine; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Secret – Kuldeep Booksellers, Daryaganj
A must-visit for book lovers; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Capital News – The Delhi Walla Gets Jane Austen-ised
An honour too good to be true; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Season - The Rain, 23/7
One afternoon in Delhi; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Education – Delhi’s Little Red Book
Quotations from The Delhi Walla; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Photo Essay – Once Delhi, Now Delhi
The city down the decades; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Personals – Matchmaking in Delhi
They all are well-known people; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Travel Notepad - Udaipur, "The World's Best City for Travellers"
Weekend getaway in Rajasthan; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Landmark – Khan Market Metro Stop
The Metro would change Delhi's face after a few more years - and accidents; by Mayank Austen Soofi

The Delhi Walla Interview – Ms Rakhshanda Jalil on her New Avatar
She has become a fiction writer; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Life – Auto-cracy in Delhi
The ride of your life; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Virus – The Delhi Walla Gets Chicken Pox
Taking things in stride; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Escape – Khwaja Baqi Billah’s Dargah, Sadar Bazaar Area
The silence of the tombs; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Resident – Ms Noor Bano, The Homeless
One in 13 million; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Capital Interview – Mr Seth’s Suitable Girl
The author of A Suitable Boy talks to The Delhi Walla

City Getaways – Delhi in the Time of Monsoon
Where to enjoy the rains; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Reporting – Delhi High Court Legalizes Gay Sex
First comments, first reactions; by Mayank Austen Soofi

First Thought - Freedom at Midmorning
Delhi High Court has legalized homosexuality; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Landmark – Terminal 1D, Indira Gandhi International Airport
It's better than Bombay's; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Capital Event – Delhi’s 2nd Gay Pride Parade
It was bigger than the first; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Report – Municipal Council of Delhi Vs Daryaganj’s book bazaar
The uncertain future of the Sunday market; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Travel Notepad – The Scooter Women of Udaipur
Weekend getaway in Rajasthan; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Travel Notepad – The Strange Encounter with a Rajput Prince
Weekend getaway in Udaipur, Rajasthan; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Maximum City – Do You Like Delhi?
The Capital is everyone’s favorite punching bag; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Capital Literature – Twilight in Delhi, Ahmed Ali
The definitive Old Delhi novel; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Planner - Six Day Tweeting in Delhi
What are you doing this week; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Landmark – The Full Circle Bookshop & Café Turtle, Khan Market
Moved from the front lane to the middle lane; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Life – The Sufi Eunuchs
The beautiful sex; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Secret – Gandhi-King Plaza, India International Center
The Macondo of the mind; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Campus Life - Dream Dating in Delhi University
Different types, different needs; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Campus Life – Delhi University Dreams
What it takes to get into it; by Antara Raghavan

City Life – The Two Wives of Mr Kumar
Family picnic in Lodhi Garden; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Institution – Indian Coffee House, Baba Kharak Singh Marg
It may or may not shut down; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Capital Asset – Arundhati Roy Sighting
In Nizamuddin Basti; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Secret – Bollywood Seller, Ballimaran
Selling Shah Rukh in Ghalib’s territory; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Photo Essay - Big City Loneliness
1 in 13 million; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Classifieds – Book Search for Shakespeare
A special copy needed; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Guest – Lychees in Delhi
They stay here for two months; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Reporting – The Connaught Place Facelift
Botox shot for Delhi's heart; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Capital Guest – Mr Bond in Delhi
A beloved author’s links to this city; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Photo Essay - Amaltas Trees, Hailey Road
The best part of Delhi summers; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Capital Note – The Delhi Walla Gets a Sponsor
A reader has paid for this blogsite's flickr account

City Wonder – The Kite Flier of Nizamuddin Basti
The office peon's magic hour; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Scene – Book Launch Parties
They are now bigger, glitzier, informal; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Books of The Times - 'Ruined by Reading', by Mayank Austen Soofi
The definitive Delhi novel; review by Michiko Kakutani

City Hangout – Zaki Cybercafé, Nizamuddin Basti
Discovering globalization, halal style; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Viewpoint – What About The Delhi Walla?
The future of The Delhi Walla, and 'The Delhi Walla'; by Anonymous

Capital Season - Delhi in the Time of Summer
Finding comfort in a steaming sun-drenched city; by Anuja Chauhan

City Guide – Hauz Khas, Near Green Park
Romancing in the ruins; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Capital Regret - On Ms Amita Malik’s Library on the Road
Ms Malik's nephew writes to The Delhi Walla; by Sarbjit Roy

City Life – The Fruit Seller of Daryaganj
Living it honestly; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Capital Regret - A Booklover's Library on the Road
Late film critic Amita Malik's books sold to a ragpicker; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Talk – Sadia Dehlvi, Author of Sufism, The Heart of Islam
The first copy of her first book has reached her home; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Guide – Time Out Tibet
Experiencing Lhasa in Delhi; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Capital Asset – Arundhati Roy Sighting
At The Book Shop, Jorbagh Market; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Maximum City – The Curious Case of Mr Dorji Hayer
Being Indian in the Indian Capital; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Maximum City – A Young Kashmiri in Town
Being Indian in the Indian Capital; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Capital Life – Making Love in Autos
Couples say it's safer; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Landmark – Khushwant Singh, Sujan Singh Park
Delhi’s celebrated author in his winter years; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Capital Bitching – The Delhi Walla is a Slimy Guy
Overheard in a bullet train in Korea; by Namya Sinha

Capital Walk – Raisina Hill, Lutyens' Delhi
An empire of stones; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Capital Manners – Shoe Throwing Gets an OK
Delhi becoming less courteous; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Mumbai Diary – Why Delhi is Better than Bombay
The great city has grown less great; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Capital Heritage - Baoli, Nizamuddin Basti
A 700-year-old monument gets its first full makeover; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Landmark - Timeless Art Book Studio, Kotla Mubarakpur
Delhi's best coffee-table bookshop gets a second life; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Obituary – Qasim Ali, A Good Man
He died on March 29th, aged 25; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Table for One - Everest Café, Paharganj
Food lovers' guide to Delhi; by Mayank Austen Soofi

The New Dalit - Praveen Parcha, Valmiki Sadan
He is against job reservations for Dalits; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Opinion – Polka Club's Pink Paradox
Delhi's sole Saturday night gay disco is horrid; by Anonymous

Real Estate Classified – Flat Wanted in Nizamuddin or Jangpura
Air conditioners a must to survive Delhi summer; by Satya Prateek

City Pleasure – Street Cricket, India Gate
Delhi loves its cricket; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Life - Citywalk Mall, Saket
Malling in the time of slump; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Life – Gay Saturdays at Polka Club, Kailash Colony
Chasing the pink rupee; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Ahmedabad Diary – The Idea of the Hindu State
The city’s Hindu youth have forgotten the anti-Muslim progroms; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Travel Notepad – Not so Delhi
Six un-Dilli experiences; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Gujarat Notepad – The Enigma of Mr Modi
Understanding the charisma of India’s most divisive politician; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Capital Artist – Keywan, Landscape Painter
An afternoon with a Sainik Farms-based artist; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Travel Diary – Narmada River, Surat-Ahmedabad Highway
A fisher boy with river secrets; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Surat Notepad – Asmita Makwana, the Bandit Queen
Kudi Gujarat ki; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Travel Notepad – Surat, Gujarat
Jai Ho to the Surati rickshaws; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Travel Notepad – Surat, Gujarat
A beautiful but divided city; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Guide - Main Bazaar, Paharganj
Delhi's smoggiest zone is worth a visit; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Viewpoint - Delhi is a Bitch
How the city lost its virginity; by Anonymous

The New Dalit - Neeta Vaid, Valmiki Sadan
She wants other people to bow before her; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Photo Essay – Rajiv Gandhi Jhuggi Camp, East Delhi
Slum guide for dummies; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Maximum City – Being Indian in the Indian Capital
A young man from Kashmir says that India is not his country; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Dateline Delhi – Slipper Thrown At Arundhadti Roy, Auctioned Off at Jantar Mantar
Sign of the times; from a newspaper clipping

The New Dalit – Sanjay Salwan, Valmiki Sadan
He wants to be the world's best saxophone player; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Feature – My Dad's Bookshop, My Dad's Customers
An insider's gossip on Delhi's most eclectic bookstore; by Jairaj Singh

Valentine's Day 2009 – The Lover Boy of Nizamuddin Basti
This butcher has a lamb's heart; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Around Town – Kareena Kapoor Sighting
The Bombay star was in Connaught Place; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Photo Essay – Purani Dilli on a High
Allah is closer to Old Delhi rooftops; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Special Series - The New Dalit
The changing world of Delhi's 'untouchables'; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Capital Guest - Daniyal Mueenuddin, Pakistani Author
Hanging out in Lodhi Garden; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Hero – Vicky Roy, Ragpicker turned Lensman
Delhi's own 'slumdog millionaire'; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Photo Essay – St Stephen’s College, North Campus
Its snob value is worth it; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Citizen Profile – Naz Ikramullah, Artist
A Pakistani-Canadian who is a Delhiwalli, too; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Secret - Blood Letting in Old Delhi
Here illnesses are cured by slashing the body with blades; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Watch – The Twin Worlds of GB Road
The many faces of Delhi's red light district; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Photo Essay – Sky Spotting, Around Town
In love with the deceitful season; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Barack Special – What's Obama to Me?
Asking for Obama in Delhi's Dalit Colony; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Barack Special - Obama Puri to Obama Vihar
What if Barack Obama was a Delhi neighbourhood; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Photo Essay – We are the Beauty Queens
They’re lovable and beautiful; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Institution - Sunday Book Bazaar, Daryaganj
Your guide to Delhi's biggest book market; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Nightmare - "Girls are coming, let's tease them"
Private horror zones in India’s rape capital; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Life – Ta Ta Thayya in a Thuk Thuk
Dial a Delhi auto for Bollywood item numbers; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Viewpoint - Understanding Delhi and The Delhi Walla
A PhD scholar at Stanford gives his take on this blogsite; by Gaurav Sood

Photo Essay – Enter from the Backside
Delhi’s English is a very funny language; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Season – The Midnight Summer's Dream
It’s not winter but summer that makes Delhi bloom; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Letter from Lahore - Delhi Belongs to Pakistanis, Too
A case for complex identities sans politics; by Raza Rumi

Delhi Diary – January 1, 2009
Starting the New Year with a Delhi cliché; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Delhi Diary - December 31, 2008
Let's meet next year; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Book Review - Curfewed Night; Basharat Peer
A former Delhi-based journo writes his first book on homeland Kashmir; by Sumaira Samad

City Society – Maids in Gay Households
How do they cope; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Community - The Wandering Christmas Choir
On the footsteps of an unsual band of carol singers; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Community - Christmas Eve, 2008
Translating X-mas to Bada Din; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Business - Bahrisons is Expanding
A south Delhi landmark is coming to west Delhi; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Living - Where is Your Second Home?
Seeking private spaces in public places; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Photo Essay – Khan Market After Dark
When life fizzles out of Delhi’s most uppity joint; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Landmark – Safdarjung’s Tomb, Near AIIMS
The poor man’s Humayun Tomb; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Apology – To Ms Anoushka Shankar, the Sitar Player
A case of mistaken identities; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Exploration - Park End Colony, Karkardooma
Exodus from the Walled City; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Landmark – Fact & Fiction, Basant Lok
Inside Delhi’s wildly eclectic bookstore; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Travel - TIPS TO TOES IN SERVICE OF NATION
A Delhi writer follows Sign Language lessons on the Border Roads; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Bombay 26/11 Editorial - Rich India's Gravest Hour
Why should no-star India cry for 5-star India; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Bombay 26/11 – Life in the Time of Terrorism
Bombay attacks have changed Delhi; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Secret - Chabad House, Paharganj
A home for travelling Jews; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Bombay 26/11 - Pakistan for Mumbai
Not all Pakistani hands are stained with the Indian blood; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Bombay 26/11 – Delhi is Far
The show goes on in the Capital; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Dateline Bombay – Oh Taj, 26/11
All Delhi wallas are Mumbaikars today; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Capital View – The Best of Delhi
What do ex-Delhi wallas miss about the city; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Classic - Sablok Clinic, Daryaganj
The legendary sex clinic promises a 'cure' for homosexuality; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Capital Season – Winter in Delhi
Delhi ceases to be Delhi; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Maximum City -- Being Indian in the Indian Capital
A lady from Northeast India is called 'chinky noodle' in Delhi; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Life – Spit Please, This is Delhi
The capital has a rich spitting culture; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Walk - ITO Crossing
One morning at Delhi's most irksome traffic intersection; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Capital Neighbourhood -- A Booklover's Life in Ballimaran
All he want is some quiet; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Capital Community -- How Delhi Treat its Biharis
There's a kind of soft aggression against the community; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Capital Society - Darker than Obama
What does Barack's victory means to dark-skinned Delhi wallas; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Dateline Obama - American Center, KG Marg
Recording the dawn of Obama age; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Obama Special - Obama's Delhi Boys
How Delhi's Democrats helped Obama become the US Prez; by Carolyn Sauvage-Mar

City Wildlife - Roar of the White Tiger
A week in the life of the beast; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Landmark - The Book Shop, Jorbagh & Khan Market
The past, present and future of Delhi's lovable bookstore; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Muslim Talk - "Ammi was Shocked to See Half-Naked Girls in Barista"
Chatting with two ladies in Jamia Nagar; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Guest Column – The Delhi Walla is Fake
This blog presents an incomplete Delhi and stereotype the Muslims; by Sushant

Recommendation – Time Out Nizamuddin Basti
The soul of Delhi; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Life - India Habitat Center as a Dating Zone
The hangout for art-loving romantic couples; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Dateline Mehrauli - No Fervour for Phool Waalon ki Sair
A terrorist attack has disturbed the fragility of our multi-religious society; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Watch - Is New Friends Colony Friendlier?
The strange logic behind the naming of Delhi locales; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Book Review – The Immigrant, Manju Kapur
Delhi’s middle-class chronicler enters a new territory and fails; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Walk – Gali Qasim Jaan, Ballimaran
Strolling in Mirza Ghalib’s street; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Capital Life - Self in the City
Discovering one’s own presence in Delhi; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Photo Essay - Bihar Diary VI, Dignity at All Cost
Losing everything but not grace; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Walk – Hailey Road, Near Connaught Place
A must visit for solitary seekers; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Citizen Profile - Kareem, The Bookseller of Nehru Place
Delhi's elusive street artist; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Capital Debut - Solar Rickshaws, Chandni Chowk
New commute in the city; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Capital Times - Uneasy Lies the Head
Donning a Muslim skullcap; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Photo Essay – Eid Mubarak, Old Delhi
All happy families are alike; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Capital Decline - Bookless in Delhi
The city's bookworld may be dying; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Letter from Jamia Millia - One Night in the Boys' Hostel
A peek into the mind of young Muslims; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Landmark - Delhi Photo Company, Janpath
A photography studio that has survived the modern times; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Commute - Lady in Red, AC Buses
The Delhi Walla takes a ride; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Bihar Diary-V: In the Heart of Darkness
Sorrows of a far-flung correspondent; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Jamia Nagar - Delhi's Rich Muslim Ghetto
The Muslim boom town in the capital; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Capital Nonsense - A Chick lit for Delhi Girls
Offering a book proposal; by Mayank Austen Soofi

9/13 Opinion - Scavengers in the Blast Sites
To be or not to be a reporter; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Bihar Diary-IV: Love and Loss
Don't forget Bihar's personal tragedies; by Mayank Austen Soofi

9/13 – Memoirs of the Day After
Making sense in the aftermath; by Priya Sen

9/13 Photo Essay – Delhi in Grief
Let the Capital cry; by Mayank Austen Soofi

9/13 – Serial Bomb Blasts Rock Delhi
O Delhi, my Delhi; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Bihar Diary-III: Papa, I Don’t Wanna Go Home
The Delhi Walla in the flood hit Bihar; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Bihar Diary-II: Misery in the Water World
The Delhi Walla volunteers in the flood hit Bihar; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Bihar Diary-I: First Impressions
The Delhi Walla goes to volunteer in the flood hit region; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Guide – Thank God It’s Ramzan
Festive guide to Muslim Delhi; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Buzz - Castro Café, Jamia Milia
Young life in the university canteen; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Secret - Sanjay Akhara, Majnu ka Tila
A special camp for wrestlers; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Pretentious Gourmand - Diva, GK-II
Gluttony at Delhi's priciest stand-alone restaurant; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Society - Run Lutyens Run
Searching for a perfect Lutyens’ living room; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Rant - Leave Delhi's Gay Bars Alone
A response to The Delhi Walla's article on Peg N Pints; by Priya Sen

Special - A House for Mr Musharraf
Pakistan's former Prez should return to his hometown Delhi; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Capital Institution - Memories of Stephania
On St Stephen's, Delhi's most prestigious college; by Shashi Tharoor

Society - Delhi's Low Parsi 'Meter'
The city's Parsis are struggling to survive; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Photo Essay - Shab-e-Baraat at Hazrat Nizamuddin
Observing the holy night in the Dargah; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Society - Rich Girls, Handsome Milkmen
A south Delhi girls runs off with a doodhwaala; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Capital Memory - Yesterday Tehran, Today Delhi
Coping with the whims of an evolving city; by Shahnaz Husain

Citizen Profile - Rohit Malik, Delhi's Struggling Blogger
Confronting, fighting and surviving odds; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Life - Defence Colony Dreams
Living a Happy India life in South Delhi; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Buzz - Barack's Backroom Boys in Delhi
Yanks play their politics in the Indian capital; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Exclusive - Pakistani Novelist Reviews The Delhi Walla's Sister Site
Pakistan Paindabad's intentions are good, the execution clumsy; by Bina Shah

Column - Delhi by the Book
A Pakistani blogger-author is writing a travelogue on Delhi; by Raza Rumi

City Sightseeing - Heritage Tour 2008
A tour of the 21st century Delhi; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Life - Demolishing the Unwanted
This ain't no city for the poor; by Mayank Austen Soofi

In Town - Readers of Arundhati Roy
Possessed by The God of Small Things; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Life - Bus No. 620
Sightseeing in Delhi's most scenic bus route; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Pulse - 7pm in Khan Market
Life in Delhi's Upper East Side; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Feature - Talking Life in GB Road
With sex workers in Delhi's red-light district; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Feature - Delhi, the City of Villages
There are 275 of them in the metropolis; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Notes - No Women Inside Nizamuddin Dargah
Shame on the house of Delhi's best known Sufi shrine; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Life - Getaways from Middle Class Delhi
Save me from respectable people; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Cityscape - Will Delhi Wake Up to its Heritage?
Sexing up the city's ruins; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Special - 29/6, The Day Delhi Came Out
Interview with Lesley Esteves, of Delhi Queer Pride Committee; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Weekend Getaway - Nainital Behind the Mist
A journey into an Himalayan lake town; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Living - Gay Couple in Delhi
An American expat talks about same-sex relationships; by James Baer

Special - Crass is the City
Delhi Chief Minister calls Delhi the "most crass and show-offish city"; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Life - No Gas Masks in Delhi Metro
Smelly commute and other woes in the city metro; by Sanchita Guha

City Life - Reading Lolita in Delhi
A stranger in one's own city; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Commuting - Delhi’s Dream Bus
Wish list for an ideal city bus; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Life - Delhi-Lahore Hip Factor
Young life in both cities is a blend of cafe culture and retail nirvana; by Raza Rumi

City LIfe - On the Banks of Yamuna
A dream city by the dream river; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Photo Essay - Chicks of Delhi
Your guide to the city's eye candy; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Living - No Room for Love Making
Young Delhiwallas can't find a place for sex; by Steven Baker

Photo Essay - Bookshop Romance of Delhi
The city has a love for books; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Life - Discount Shopping at Humayun's Tomb
Malls, monuments, malls, monume...malls; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Viewpoint - Jane Austen in Delhi
What if Delhi had its own Jane Austen Society; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Living - Those Delhi Summers
Delhi's wretched heat has lost its zing; by Sadia Dehlvi

Obituary - The Bookworm, Connaught Place
Delhi’s legendary bookstore is to die, aged 31; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Photo Essay – The Joys of Poverty
Shame and shamelessness in the walled city; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Life - Raving 'n' Ranting in Gay Delhi
Friday night in an über-fashionable club; by a discrete Delhi walla

Guest Column - From Djinns to Pandavas
My journey into the mysteries of Delhi; by Rudradeep Chakrabarti

Photo Essay – Arundhati Roy Sightings
There goes the jazz tune; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Opinion - What's Wrong with The Delhi Walla?
This blogsite has lost its focus; by Shaheen Sultan Dhanji

Pssss of the Town - Bird Scare, LSD hangover
All the news that’s not fit to print; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Landmark – Hazrat Sarmad Shaheed, Old Delhi
In the shrine of Delhi’s naked sufi; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Neighbourhood – Gole Market
Excursion into the British-built district; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Travel – Mapping the Muslim Delhi
A city that shaped the contours of Indo-Muslim identity; by Raza Rumi

Culture – Inside Khushwant Singh’s Living Room
In the company of Delhi’s living landmark; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Landmark – Razia Sultan’s Tomb, Near Turkman Gate
A walk into the past; by Mayank Austen Soofi

“There’s No Exclusive Gay Pub in Delhi But…” – Interview with a Gay Blogger
Conversations with a man who runs a blog on the city’s gay life; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Around Town - Sadia Dehlvi, the Rickshaw Walli
The writer's second car is a...cycle rickshaw; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Culture - Din Duniya, a Gentle Madness
One man's struggle to save a dying Urdu publication; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Photo Essay – The Pee Men of Delhi
Give them a wall and they will pee; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Lhasa Diary - From Delhi to Tibet, and Back
My search for home; by a Tibetan refugee

City Secret - Indian Coffee Depot, Tolstoy Lane
An excellent coffee store that no-one knows; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Dateline Jamia Nagar - No Pizzas for Muslims
Fast-food chains don't deliver in Delhi's Muslim ghetto; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Opinion - The Why of Hating Delhi
This city sucks big time; by a discrete Delhi walla

Profile – R V Smith, Delhi’s Classic Chronicler
The city has ignored its most endearing lover; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Delhi Diary – Evenings with Jahanara Fakeera
Strange encounters in the tomb of a woman sufi; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Travel Guide - 36 Hours in New Delhi
Weekend out in India's most happening metropolis; by Somini Sengupta

Opinion - No Rickshaws in Chandni Chowk
City planners have lost it; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Jantar Mantar Diary – Killings in Lhasa, Unrest in Delhi
Amidst the city's Tibetan citizens (6 pics inside); by Mayank Austen Soofi

Living - The Garden Lovers of Delhi
Discover favrouite gardens for discrete dating; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Landmark - Ghalib Academy, Hazrat Nizamuddin Basti
Den of the dead poet's society; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Women's Day Special - Chasing the Working Women of Delhi
Living a hard but independent life (9 pictures inside); by Mayank Austen Soofi

Delhi Diary – No City for a Muslim
Personal account of discrimination against Muslims; by Saif

Citizen Profile - A Coolie's Chronicle
A porter's life in the Hazrat Nizamuddin railway station; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Neighbourhood - Majnu Ka Teela, The New Paharganj
A new backpacker ghetto in town; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Dubai Diary – Dilli Door Ast, or Delhi is Far
A Delhi girl finds a better life in the middle-eastern metropolis; by Manika Dhama

Profile - Raza Rumi, A Pakistani About Town
A budding writer from Lahore visits the city of his beloved author; by Mayank Austen Soofi

"I Don't Like Delhi's Crotch-Grabbing, Foul-Mouthed Coarseness"-Exclusive Interview with Siddhartha Basu, India's No. 1 Quiz Master
The iconic face of Indian TV finishes his conversations with The Delhi Walla

City Secret – Afternoon Siesta, Hazrat Nizamuddin
A retiring refuge in this noisy city; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Dateline Delhi – Taslima Nasreen in Town
Arundhati Roy demands Indian citizenship for the exiled Bangladeshi author; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Opinion – Jama Masjid in Danger
The sanctity of the ancient quarter is at risk; by Sadia Dehlvi

Opinion – Kill the Jama Masjid
City planners to build an underground mall next to this historic mosque; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Neighbourhood - Punjabi Bagh
Your guide to Delhi's signature district; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Delhi & Lahore – A Tale of Two Cities
Exploring the brother-city Lahore; by Mayank Austen Soofi

"The Sweet Smell of Hash Filled the Nooks and Corners of St. Stephen's" - Interview with Siddhartha Basu, India's No. 1 Quiz Master (Part II)
The iconic face of Indian TV muses on Delhi with The Delhi Walla

Page 3 Delhi – Pssss of the Town
All the news that’s not fit to print; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Shopping – Card Street, Chawri Bazaar
A street dedicated to wedding cards; by Mayank Austen Soofi

"Bombay is now my Karmabhoomi, Not Delhi" - Exclusive Interview with Siddhartha Basu, India's No. 1 Quiz Master (Part I)
The iconic face of Indian TV sits down with The Delhi Walla

Photo Essay – Muharram Mourning, Kashmiri Gate
The heart could not hold its tears; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Secret - Antique Coins, Daryaganj
From Mughal-era to Czarist coins; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Secret - Carrom Clubs, Muslim Delhi
Stumbling into a secret society; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Viewpoint – My Delhi Vs Lucknow, Punjabis and the Americans
The city is changing its hues; by Sadia Dehlvi

Media Report - The Delhi Walla is the Most Compelling and Attractive Indian Blog
Mail Today newspaper, part of the India Today Group, is awestruck by this blogsite

January 1st, 2008 - Letter from The Delhi Walla
Coming home to Dilli; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Merry Christmas - Organ Music, Cathedral Church of Redemption
Listing to pipe organ in the Sunday service; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Landmark - Sapru House, Barakhamba Road
Chronicling the decline of a great institution; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Sightseeing - On a High in Jama Masjid
Watching 21st century Delhi from a 17th century minaret; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Delhi for Children - Teddy Bears in Shining India
Build-a-Bear Workshop for rich people's children; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Page 3 Delhi – Pssss of the Town
All the news that's not fit to print; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Trends - Tea Rooms in Delhi
From New Delhi's Chai-bars to Old Delhi's Chai-khanas; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Secret – The New Jumbo Point
A new watering hole for plane watchers; by Mayank Austen Soofi

"Delhi's Muslim Culture is Dying" - Interview with Sadia Dehlvi
The irrepressible Delhi walli talks on her Delhi; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Culture – Anita Desai in Town
The venerable novelist visits her old city; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Weekend Getaway - Pragpur, Himachal Pradesh
Taking a break in the Himalayan foothills; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Eating - Winter Breakfast in Old Delhi
Paya-Nihari under the shadow of Jama Masjid; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Diary - Living in Jangpura Extension
House hunting in Delhi's middle-class neighbourhood; by Lesley E

Living - My Life in G. B. Road
A sex worker on living in Delhi's red light district; as told to Mayank Austen Soofi

Photo Essay – Turkish Delight in Delhi
When Konya’s whirling dervishes came to town; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Special Report - New Stars in Delhi Theater
The emerging heroes of Mandi House; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Secret - The Body Re-Builder of Mahipalpur
The desi way to mend broken bodies; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Diary - A Karachi Walla in Delhi
Curses are same but Bhai becomes Bhaiyya; by Shandana Minhas

Table for One - Nehru Memorial Canteen, Teen Murti Bhawan
Food lovers’ guide to Delhi; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Secret – Anjali Book World, Lajpat Nagar
Here you get classic first editions for cheap; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Delhi for Children – National Rail Museum
A special Delhi guide for readers with children; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Delhi Diary - Star Gazing in Khan Market
Spotting filmstar Dimple Kapadia in Bahrisons bookshop; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Landmark – Akshardham Temple, Near NOIDA Mor
Hindu kitsch in times of unprecedented prosperity; by Gaurav Sood

Sex Life in IIT Delhi – Never Been Plucked
Just why India’s brainiest kids don’t make love; by Zubin Saini

City Secret - Mountain Melodies in Smoggy Delhi
A place where mountain people get their song and dance; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Profile - Mayank Austen Soofi
A Delhi Walla having a passion for Pakistan; by G V Krishnan

Outlook Magazine on The Delhi Walla - “...picturesque site having reviews of art exhibitions and restaurants, interviews, musings on the city’s history, and imaginative photos.

Kutub Quizzers – Their Times Starts Now
Investigating Delhi's quizzing scene; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Ajmer Diary – Terrorist Attack in the Sufi Shrine
Eyewitness account of the terror attack in the courtyard of Khawaja Gharib Nawaz; by Sufi Salman Chishty

"It is a reflection of our own insanity if Delhi feels chaotic and mad" - Deepak Chopra
Exclusive interview with the New Age Guru; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Eminent Citizen - The Pied Piper of Connaught Place
Meet the capital's distinguished musician; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Viewpoint - Bemoaning Delhi
Ugly, poor, and greedy is the city; by Gaurav Sood

Table for One – Appetite Restaurant, Paharganj
Food lovers' guide to Delhi; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Religion - Seeking Buddha in Delhi
A German student discovers a Tibetan Buddhist Center in the city; by Thomas Kappler

Photo Essay - 1:24am; Jama Masjid
Celebrating Ramadan night in the old city; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Table for One – Embassy Restaurant, Connaught Place
Food lovers' guide to Delhi; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Special Report - Delhi University's Lively Theater Scene
An investigation into the inner world of campus theater; by Mayank Austen Soofi

New in Town - Table for One
The Delhi Walla sets off to a pleasure trip; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Shopping - Collectibles in Delhi
A quick guide to buying antiques and reproductions in the capital; by Mayank Austen Soofi (6 pictures inside)

Amusement Park - Fun & Fury in Adventure Island
North Delhi gets its hangout zone; by Mayank Austen Soofi (8 pictures inside)

Nasbandi Colony - The Homeland of the Impotent People
A journey into the dark secrets of Delhi; by Mayank Austen Soofi

"Shah Rukh Khan has a Lot of Affection for Delhi" - Exclusive Interview with Anupama Chopra
Bollywood's most respected journalist talks on Delhi boy Shah Rukh Khan; interview by Mayank Austen Soofi

How I Got Drunk And Lost My Virginity at Hazrat Nizamuddin Dargah
Trance music in Delhi’s most famous sufi shrine; by Mayank Austen Soofi (10 pictures inside)

Photo Essay – The Gutter Man of Delhi
A peek into the city’s gutter life; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Mayur Vihar Phase II – Exploring East Delhi's Deep Underbelly
Your guide to Trans-Yamuna’s elite address; by Julia Dutta

Sightseeing - Footloose in Delhi
Organized city walks that enrich the flavor of the capital; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Secret - Holy Booze at Bhairon Mandir
A temple addicted to whiskey; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Obituary – Searching for Qurratulain Hyder in a City Graveyard
How to mourn the death of an author you never read; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Gay Delhi - Scene & Sensibility
An expose on gay life in the city; by a fashion designer

Delhi Belly – Creating Seoul in the Soul
An authentic Korean eatery in a stinky bazaar alley; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Travel - From India Gate to Gateway of India
The Delhi walli visits the rival city Mumbai and is impressed; by Manika Dhama

Photo Essay – Marching with the Holy Water
A peek into the world of Kaanwariyas; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Essentials - Street Walk with Street Children
Discovering the inner world of Delhi’s pavement kids; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Secret – Islamic Volleyball at Hazrat Nizamuddin
Playing the game with a halaal touch; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Landmarks - A. Godin & Co.
Chronicling the city’s legendary piano shop; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Photo Essay - Blind Man Playing Sitar in a Piano Shop
Snapshot moments captured in one of Delhi's more charming landmarks; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Delhi Belly - In Search of Shrikhand
Discovering a Maharashtrian delicacy in New Delhi railway station; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Citizen Profile - The House Maid's Story
Living a tough life but on her terms; by Manika Dhama

Photo Essay – When Harry Potter Invaded Delhi
Exclusive pictures on Potter mania in the capital city; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Special Interview: “Never Read Any Harry Potter”
The Bookworm manager makes a sensational confession; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Travel – My Pregnant Wife Comes to Delhi
A resident American scholar sees India afresh through his wife’s eyes; by James Mutti

Eyewitness – Abandoned and Abused
A hungry and injured child has nowhere to go; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Photo Essay – Getting Lost in the Christian Cemetery
Reflective getaway from the city’s chaos and confusion; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Viewpoint – Mrs. Sheila Dikshit’s Blueline Blues
Here's why Delhi Chief Minister would rather walk than board a city bus; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Chronicle - The Mall-Made Mess
The leafy Nelson Mandela Marg is being sacrificed to Shining India; by Pearl Toppo

Photo Essay – Tonga Ride in the Old City
Pleasure trip bound to disappear; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Bestselling List - Delhi in Love with Khaled Hosseini
Dalrymple falls, Hillary Clinton rises and Khaled Hosseini rules

Culture - Kisses, Photos, Wines & Art Galleries
Is Delhi faking its bustling art scene; by Mayank Austen Soofi (7 exclusive pictures inside!)

City Landmarks - Pepsi, Popcorns & Stairs at Satyam
Checking out a new multiplex in town; by Meenakshi Chauhan

City Landmarks - Cooke & Kelvey Silverware Shop
A legendary showroom patronised by Maharajas and Prime Ministers; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Viewpoint – Safety Pins, Pepper Spray and Other Survival Tips for Delhi Girls
How not to let the city's perverts snatch away your freedom to explore and have fun; by Pearl Toppo

Delhi Belly – Parikrama, Delhi’s First Revolving Restaurant
Dining in the thin air; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Secret - Jama Masjid Melodies
Long Play Records and old album covers entice collectors to Old Delhi; by Mayank Austen Soofi (12 pictures inside!)

Interview – "I Can't Promise to be Gentle or Generous or Vicious"
Conversations with a Delhi writer on her first personal blog; by Mayank Austen Soofi

City Secret – The Stock Market Sufi of Fatima Mai’s Dargah
Business propositions made in a unique shrine dedicated to a woman; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Living - Loving and Leaving Sujan Singh Park
Musings of a woman born and brought up in Delhi's most elegant address; by Meenakshi Chauhan (Exclusive pictures inside!)

Picture Essay - Poverty Pornography in Sarojini Nagar
Mother India looking sexy in poverty pornography; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Special – Rock Bands in Delhi Hit the Phoren Jackpot
City bands go global with foreign tours and firangi fans; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Review - Pecha Kucha Nights in Delhi
The Japanese art of conversation reaches the capital; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Last Night Rotis and Other Complications
A German woman experiences Delhi through chapattis etc.; by Daniela Schwarz

Photo Essay - Time Out Jama Masjid
Visiting the society of Muslims in the world's greatest and grandest Mosque; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Viewpoint - New Delhi to New York...and Back...
An Indian living in NYC, anxious about returning back to his first home - Delhi; by Mohit Syall

Viewpoint - Just What Can Mrs. Sheila Dikshit Do!
Delhi Chief Minister laments the influx of poor Bihari migrants; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Photo Travelogue - Discovering Colours, Culture and Home in Delhi
A Canadian woman, with son in tow, takes the capital to heart; by Madelyn Mulvaney

Theatre Review – City of Djinns
Can Delhi’s essence be captured in a three-hour long play; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Delhi Belly - Eating Kimchi in Paharganj
A moody, inaccessible shack serving authentic Korean cuisine; by Mayank Austen Soofi

NOIDA Postcard – Dilli is Never Far
A city outside Delhi but having a Delhiwalla heart; by Manika Dhama

Photo Essay: Central Park - Low Life No More
The capital's renovated public garden is cleaned of its 'social filth'; by Mayank Austen Soofi

How I Lived, Feasted, and Loved Life in IIT Delhi
PVR movies, Rajinder chickens and Barista babes; by Atish Dipankar

Interviews - Zohra Segal and Tom Alter
Reflections and musings on Delhi; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Arty Glimpses – Public History; Personal Stories
An American painter visits an art exhibition; by Nitin Mukul

The McDonaldification of Delhi
The Red Fort is under attack; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Djinn Spotting in Delhi!
William Dalrymple's classic portrait of Delhi has been adapted for the theatre; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Profile - Street Child Vicky Roy's Street Images
A runaway artist who made it big in the streets of Delhi; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Photo Exhibition - Street Dreams in Delhi
Intelligent and incisive portraits of the city's street children; by Vicky Roy

Exposed – Haute Couture Delhi
A Delhi-based designer, not fond of the city, reveals the murky secrets of the fashion industry.

Photo Essay: Celebrating Easter in Delhi
Even Easter Sunday could not bridge the city's social divide; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Confessions of an American - My Life in a New Delhi Gym
Cultural confusions of a desi gym having non-desi aspirations; by James Baer

Jantar Mantar Report - Booming India’s Suicidal Farmers
Gathered in Delhi, the wretched of the countryside are full of complaints, accusations, and hope; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Photo Essay - Time Out Lajpat Nagar
Non-stop shoppping in one of Delhi's busiest bazaars; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Girls’ Night Out in a Delhi Pub
Heartbreaking account of how India’s cricket stars disappointed the "red-eyed" Delhi girls; reporting by Manika Dhama and pictures by Supriya Anand

Olivia Fraser's Painting Exhibition - Delhi Through Firangi Eyes
A Scottish artist portrays Delhi in Lonely Planet-style exotica; review by Mayank Austen Soofi

Photo Essay: Sunder Nursery Secret - Scent of a Bargain
Delhi's most beautiful and inexpensive flower nursery that nobody knows; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Part 3: Pradip Krishen Interview - On the Biggest Threat to Delhi's Tree Flora
His book Trees of Delhi has become an instant classic. The final of the 3-part exclusive interview series with the Tree Man of Delhi.

Part 2: Pradip Krishen Interview – "Metro will go down as a major cause of the destruction"
His book Trees of Delhi has become an instant classic. The second of the 3-part exclusive interview series with the Tree Man of Delhi.

Part 1: Exclusive Interview with Pradip Krishen
Delhi's Tree Walla on the making of the bestseller Trees of Delhi.

Photo Essay - A Queer Dance
Something went wrong at a wedding in Mahipalpur; by Mayank Austen Soofi

St. Valentine's Special - Love and Trial in New Delhi
A couple struggles to carry on amidst parental disapproval and caste differences; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Highway Weddings in New Delhi
Rush hour commuters cope with street weddings - along with everything else; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Miranda House Memories - 3 Years, 1 Degree, and 0 Men
A girl's life in Delhi's premier college for women; by Manika Dhama

Photo Essay: Embassy Party In Chanakyapuri
While India was celebrating Republic Day, Delhi's small Aussie community did something different; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Delhi Belly - Eating Butter Chicken in Kake Da Hotel
Greasy food, rude service and unclean setting, the pains and Pleasures of Street Cooking in Delhi; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Interview: Do Delhi Women Have Horns Coming Out of Their Heads?
A Delhi Walli muses on how harrowing, outrageous, and funny it is for a girl to work, walk, and drive in this city.

Photo Essay – Carrying a Coffin in Old Delhi
The Sunday calm gets shattered by the grief of a Muslim funeral procession; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Special Photo Essay – New Year Do's in the New Central Park
Within a month of its re-opening, the revamped Central Park has become the social sea beach that Delhi never had; by Mayank Austen Soofi

Acknowledgement: This blogsite is the ongoing consequence of constant inspiration, thoughtful guidance, and gentle prodding of my friend Gaurav Sood.

The Delhi Walla Moves to His Own Website!!!!!

City Food - Fen, Old Delhi

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City Food - Fen, Old Delhi
The taste of morning.
[Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi]
At night, people in Old Delhi eat weighty dishes such as kebab and biryani. In the morning, the traditionally-inclined might prefer the hefty combination of paya and nihari, but many opt for poori, subzi and halwa. Some even go for porridge and butter toast. But between the morning prayers and the breakfast hour, many Walled City dwellers wash down their sleepiness with the inevitable sweet milky chai, which they usually complement with fen, the subject of our story.
Flaky and crisp, fen is one of Delhi’s most democratic bakery products. Priced at rupee one, it is a teatime companion for the homeless, too. The rickshaw-wallas mull over the pointlessness of the new day by soaking fen in their tea. The Times of India readers do the same while musing over the state of the world.
During the day break, fens are stacked in the tea stalls across the streets and alleys. They form a picturesque backdrop to the 7am scenes of children going to school, and beggars still asleep on the pavements.
Fen is as small as a baby’s palm. Its crumbly facade is streaked with shades of brown. Made of maida flour, it is so flaky that when you hold it in your hand, slivers of its outer skin immediately start to peel off by themselves. Some stay, some fall down.
The classic way to eat fen is to first dip it into your tea. Only then you ought to raise it towards your lips. It is an exquisite moment as your mouth feels the fen's moist outer surface giving way to its hidden crustiness.  Now, take a sip of the tea. The hot brew rushes in, along with the few crumbs that were left behind by the fen. This, too, is joy.

Tea’s soulmate

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Netherfield Ball – Zac O’Yeah's Book Reception, Swedish Ambassador’s Residence, Nyaya Marg

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Netherfield Ball – Zac O’Yeah's Book Reception, Swedish Ambassador’s Residence, Nyaya Marg

The party secrets.

[Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi]

More than one person in the party declared that the man in the black hat looked like Sir Elton John. But the pop icon spoke English in a pucca Indian accent.

He was actually Zac O’Yeah (seen above), the Swedish crime fiction writer who lives in Bangalore.

One uncomfortably cold evening, The Delhi Walla attended the launch of Mr O’Yeah’s new novel, Hari: A Hero for Hire, at the Swedish ambassador’s residence on Delhi’s Nyaya Marg.

Curiously, Mr O’Yeah’s beautiful Indian wife, the highbrow Anjum Hasan, who is a more literary sort of writer than him, was nowhere to be seen. Is the marriage on the rocks? But the party was full of important faces, though there were too many senior journalists.

The most handsome man of the evening was author and journalist Kai Friese. He trooped in with writer and columnist Mitali Saran--she had the vibes of a Damn You radical, thanks to her deadly salt-and-pepper hair. The duo has often been noticed entering the Delhi parties together and this night they dared to hug each other in full view. Someday soon the tongues will start wagging.

Novelist Upamanyu Chatterjee, who earns his living as a high-ranking government secretary in the Petroleum and Natural Gas Regulatory Board, came with his French wife, Anne, who is said to work in the byzantine bureaucracy of the European Union. The power couple stayed together and spent an inordinately long time with theater artist Sunit Tandon, who looked dashing without his trademark beard. Mr Tandon is rumored to be a great connoisseur of Western classical music.

The woman who turned the most heads was magazine editor Veena Venugopal, whose last book was the bitchily-titled The Mother-in-Law: The Other Woman in Your Marriage. She was kind enough to pose a pout for my camera, along with the equally sporty Rajni George, a senior editor at Penguin Random House India. Ms George, who had landed in Delhi earlier in the day from a business trip to Sweden, bitterly complained about the disadvantages of Europe. She also expected to earn sympathies for being "stuck in the Heathrow." (This is what happens when you are spoiled by the luxurious India Gandhi International Airport.)

Pan Macmillan India’s elegant Diya Kar Hazra, who published Mr O’Yeah’s novel, valiantly struggled to overcome her longtime indignation against the despicable paparazzi. Her husband, journalist Indrajit Hazra, arrived separately.

But what was wrong with Gita Hariharan? The author of The Thousand Faces of Night was last seen at The Park where she was dressed in a stunning brown saree. But this time she was in a barely-exciting salwar kurta.

Also spotted: the suave novelist Manu Joseph, who explains India to the readers of The New York Times; Satish Padmanabhan, deputy editor of the bold Outlook magazine; and Patrick Bryson, the Australian author of The Sad Demise of Manpreet Singh, who is married to a documentary-maker from the Khasi Hills.

The biggest celebrity in the party was Surendra Mohan Pathak. Alas, India’s most famous crime fiction novelist writes in Hindi. Everybody in the party knew of him but nobody seemed to know how he looked like. He went unseen.

Not a Nordic noir

1. (Mitali Saran with Kai Friese)

Netherfield Ball – Zac O’Yeah's Book Reception, Swedish Ambassador’s Residence, Nyaya Marg

2. (Rajni George, left, and Veena Venugopal)

Netherfield Ball – Zac O’Yeah's Book Reception, Swedish Ambassador’s Residence, Nyaya Marg

3. (Upamanyu Chatterjee with wife, Anne)

Netherfield Ball – Zac O’Yeah's Book Reception, Swedish Ambassador’s Residence, Nyaya Marg

4. (Diya Kar Hazra)

Netherfield Ball – Zac O’Yeah's Book Reception, Swedish Ambassador’s Residence, Nyaya Marg

5. (Manu Joseph)

Netherfield Ball – Zac O’Yeah's Book Reception, Swedish Ambassador’s Residence, Nyaya Marg

6. (Zac O’Yeah with Indrajit Hazra)

Netherfield Ball – Zac O’Yeah's Book Reception, Swedish Ambassador’s Residence, Nyaya Marg

7. (Sunit Tandon)

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8. (Gita Hariharan, extreme right))

Netherfield Ball – Zac O’Yeah's Book Reception, Swedish Ambassador’s Residence, Nyaya Marg

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Netherfield Ball – Zac O’Yeah's Book Reception, Swedish Ambassador’s Residence, Nyaya Marg

Atget’s Corner – 866-870, Delhi Photos

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The visible city.

[By Mayank Austen Soofi]

Delhi is a voyeur’s paradise and The Delhi Walla also makes pictures.

I take photos of people, streets, flowers, eateries, drawing rooms, tombs, landscapes, buses, colleges, Sufi shrines, trees, animals, autos, libraries, birds, courtyards, kitchens and old buildings. My archive of more than 25,000 photos showcases Delhi’s ongoing evolution. Five randomly picked pictures from this collection are regularly put up on the pages of this website.

The series is named in the memory of French artist Eugène Atget (1857-1927), who, in the words of a biographer, was an “obsessed photographer determined to document every corner of Paris before it disappeared under the assault of modern improvements.”

Here are Delhi photos numbered 871 to 875.

871. Curzon Road

Newspaper from Paris

872. Vasant Vihar

Take Me Far From Delhi, Where There are Mountains and Lakes

873. Chawri Bazaar

Cruelty Against Bikes

874. Khwaja Qutubuddin Kaki's Dargah, Mehrauli

A Self-Contained Unit of Thought

875. Indian Coffee House

You May Not be Interested in Strategy, But Strategy is Interested in You

City Monument - 12 Pillars, Barakhamba Road

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City Monument - 12 Pillars, Barakhamba Road

A new ruin.

[Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi]

1, 2, 3, 4... exactly 12 pillars, or bara khambas, here. These white columns, plastered with political posters, appear to effectively dispel the mystery behind the evocative name of Barakhamba Road. The Boulevard of 12 Columns begins from Central Delhi’s Connaught Place and ends a mile away at the Mandi House circle.

The avenue, however, doesn’t go all the way to the similarly-named Barakhamba Tomb, the monument with... well, 12 columns again. Indeed, there is another ruin called Barakhamba inside the members-only Delhi Golf Club. It, too, has 12 pillars.

The 12 pillars of Barakhamba Road, however, look too modern to even belong to the late Mughals. In fact, they are like the miniature versions of the colonial-era white columns of the Outer and Inner Circle of Connaught Place, and obviously, the Barakhamba pillars share no architectural resemblance with the area’s new glass-and-concrete office buildings.

Who built these pillars?

The encyclopedic Delhi: The Built Heritage, which has catalogued almost every Delhi monument, has no entry on these pillars. Its author, Ratish Nanda, who heads the India operations of the Aga Khan Trust for Culture (AKTC), said that Barakhamba was a common name given to many old tombs in Delhi that have three-arched openings on each façade. Such a tomb is typically supported by 12 columns—four at each corner, and two on each side.

And what about the 12 columns of Barakhamba Road? Mr Nanda rules out any historical association to these pillars. He conjectures them as a folly of our modern-day builders, probably of those who built the multistorey Gopaldas Bhawan, which stands just behind these dozen wonders.

In any case, the pillars are as difficult to spot as the ladies of a sultan’s harem--they are hidden behind a row of trees. During the day, the area is used as a New Delhi Municipal Council car park.

Even so, though the Barakhamba Road might have been originally named after an extinct Barakhamba tomb, today it makes more sense to link the avenue to these 12 pillars. That’s probably the only justification of their existence.

And now let’s do some Maths again. 1, 2... that’s the number of people right now urinating against the Barakhamba pillars.

Could be the Greeks

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City Nature - The Majestic Pilkhan Tree, Deer Park

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City Nature - The Majestic Pilkhan Tree, Deer Park

Larger than death.

[Text and pictures by Mayank Austen Soofi]

Life is a series of disappointments. And then you see something grand and noble, which surpasses life.

One ancient morning, a couple of seasons ago, The Delhi Walla came across a giant pilkhan tree, Ficus virens, in Deer Park, Safdarjang Enclave.

In his landmark Trees of Delhi: A Field Guide, author Pradip Krishen said of Pilkhan: "A fairly common stranger fig in Delhi with an immense, spreading canopy that displays wonderful changing tints when it renews its foliage in spring. It has long aerial roots like the banyan’s but they tend to wrap themselves around the top of the trunk instead of becoming dangling prop-roots. One of Delhi’s most beautiful shade trees."

The tree at Deer Park was a forest. Its thick branches were sheathed in dead leaves. The still leaves looked red in the sunlit portions of the tree, and were black in the cool shaded parts. Many of these brown brittle leaves had fallen on the ground. A few fresh buds, however, grew on the upper branches of the tree as if to offer some sort of faint hope. The spectacle of both death and new-born life sharing the same space sent forth a series of sentiments that went unnoticed.

The morning walkers walked past absorbed in their thoughts, and a beautiful woman stood under the tree, absorbed in Madame Bovary. The tree seemed absorbed in all the life and death around it.

I will visit this tree again, now, when it is a different season.

Watching the ninth symphony

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The Biographical Dictionary of Delhi – Mark Tully, b. Calcutta, 1935

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The Biographical Dictionary of Delhi – Mark Tully, b. Calcutta, 1935

Our foreign correspondent.

[Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi]

It is noon, yet the drawing room is washed in a cool darkness. The gentleman is seated on a sofa. The November sunlight pierces the window and falls on his face. He is alone, except for a sleepy Labrador lounging on the floor beside him. His partner is out on an errand. The bookshelf is lined with “Happy Birthday” cards. One of them says, “The National Old Farts Club Welcomes Its Newest Member!”

The card is addressed to the man on the sofa, who turned 80 in October—Mark Tully, or Sir Mark (he was knighted when he was 67).

Mr Tully is synonymous with British broadcasting for Indians. More than two decades after he became a freelancer, he is still remembered as, “Oh, the man from BBC (British Broadcasting Corporation)”.

Though Mr Tully is the pukka Englishman for most Indians, having served as the voice of the Beeb for decades, he is also a longtime Delhi resident who shares the misery and perplexity of this city’s residents. The driving! The road rage! The tyranny of the builders! The wickedness of property brokers! Mr Tully has seen it all, and speaks of it in mild fury, the exclamations mellowed by age and a typically British stoicism which helps him get on with life here.

With Delhi, he has the same love-hate relationship that many older people do—he served as the BBC’s South Asia correspondent in this city for 22 years, and, since 1994, when he resigned, he has worked out of the Capital as a freelance journalist. Mr Tully and his partner, author Gillian Wright, have effectively put down roots here, living in their own house in Nizamuddin West. Perhaps they could live happily amid nature in a cottage somewhere in the Himalayan foothills, where they welcomed the 80th landmark, but it isn’t easy to give up a life built up over so many years.

Born to British parents in colonial Calcutta, Mr Tully first came to live in Delhi in 1965. Working as an assistant representative of the BBC, he took up residence at an apartment in Hauz Khas with his wife, children, and a cook from Meerut called Gareeb. Much has happened since then. Mr Tully and his wife separated long back. Gareeb is dead; his daughter Babli has taken his place as the household cook. Her son, Kaka, drives Mr Tully around the city.

Mr Tully’s association with his former employer has not ended. The theology student who once hoped to become an Anglican priest is one of the presenters of Something Understood, a BBC Radio 4 programme on “ethical and religious discussions that examine some of the larger questions of life”.

On the vital question of life in Delhi, Mr Tully says his opinions should be viewed in the context of his desire to get out of urban settings and settle down in the countryside. “People in Delhi cope with great stress,” he says, “and that demonstrates itself in their behaviour. This is particularly true of the driving here—so appalling.... One finds oneself having to suppress one’s own rage.”

There is no easy escape. “You drive to Panipat (Haryana) and you feel you are still in Delhi,” he grumbles. “You drive way beyond Noida and you feel you haven’t left Delhi yet. The city is expanding in an ugly way…such sameness of drab architecture.”

His drawing room seems far removed from the Delhi he is talking about. There are paintings on the walls, little knick-knacks on a coffee table, a small radio atop a cupboard, bookshelves stuffed with the books by Rudyard Kipling, George Eliot, Jane Austen and Harry Potter, and the rocking chair cushions have dolphins painted on them. A walking stick stands in one corner.

The melodious sound of the afternoon azaan wafts in from a nearby mosque.

Mr Tully is sensitive to the temptations of his neighbourhood. The historic village of Nizamuddin Basti is just behind his house. He sometimes walks there to get a flavour of “a little bit of Old Delhi tucked unexpectedly in the heart of New Delhi”.

Yet Nizamuddin West pales in comparison with Nizamuddin East, the fancy neighbourhood on the other side of the main road, home to famous people like author Vikram Seth. Tully, who once resided in Jor Bagh, where his apartment looked out on Safdarjung’s Tomb, lived in the East for more than 30 years. He moved there in 1977 after his return to India—he was expelled during the Emergency by Indira Gandhi’s government.

In the 1970s, Nizamuddin East was not considered as posh as Golf Links and Sunder Nagar. It was a sleepy locality with many bungalows, which would later give way to apartment complexes. A struggling painter named Tyeb Mehta also lived in the East with his family. Every morning, Mr Tully and Gillian Wright, with whom he has been living since 1982, would walk around the neighbouring Humayun’s Tomb with their two dogs. Like all morning walkers from Nizamuddin East, they would enter the Mughal-era monument through the beautiful Arab Ki Sarai gateway.

Those Delhi days must have been a long Indian summer for Mr Tully. Back then, there was no CNN and Al Jazeera. BBC was the most credible source of information for Indians used to the state propaganda on Doordarshan. It is said that Rajiv Gandhi turned to BBC to confirm the news of his mother Indira Gandhi’s assassination in 1984. As its India head, Tully enjoyed an exalted status among Indians.

By the time rents in the East skyrocketed and his landlady began demanding Rs.1 lakh a month, Mr Tully had long left his job with the BBC. “Gillian and I thought her demands were excessive,” he says. “Since it looked like we shall stay in Delhi indefinitely, we decided to buy our own flat.”

They eventually bought the ground floor of a property in Nizamuddin West in 2010. What happened in the duration when he looked for a house and bought one is worth a magazine feature Tully ought to write one day. The trickiest part was dealing with brokers who only wanted payment in black money. “But we had only white money,” says Mr Tully. He learnt something new in the process: “One broker gave us an amazingly complicated way to turn white money into black. All this while, I had thought the usual thing was to convert black into white.”

It took Mr Tully and Ms Wright one year to find their dream home, though it’s not exactly the stuff dreams are made of. The drawing room window looks out on to a dust haze created by construction across the street. As in the East, most of the old houses in the West, too, are being demolished to make way for apartment complexes.

Though the immediate surroundings may have been spoilt, the building blocks of Mr Tully’s daily routine are made of all the fine things Delhi offers—morning walks in Lodhi Gardens, memberships of the India International Centre and the Gymkhana Club, the Faqir Chand & Sons book store in Khan Market, Sunday mass at the Cathedral Church of the Redemption near Rashtrapati Bhavan, south Indian meals every Saturday night at the jam-packed Saravana Bhavan on Janpath, where the wait goes up to at least 20 minutes.

These externalities of city life fit harmoniously with the domestic rituals at Nizamuddin West: writing in longhand, reading books to take notes and to do reviews, eating dal chawal for dinner, sheltering stray dogs in the courtyard, and washing it all down with Kingfisher beer (though I noticed several empty bottles of Jameson Irish Whiskey beside the kitchen sink).

And there is always the morning, when Mr Tully sits on his porch with The Indian Express and the Hindi daily Dainik Bhaskar. At that hour, the world outside the newspapers is utterly serene. No sounds, no dust—a time when our man from England may feel it is all right to be a Delhiwalla.

The Delhi Walla from England

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The Biographical Dictionary of Delhi – Mark Tully, b. Calcutta, 1935

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The Biographical Dictionary of Delhi – Mark Tully, b. Calcutta, 1935

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The Biographical Dictionary of Delhi – Mark Tully, b. Calcutta, 1935

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The Biographical Dictionary of Delhi – Mark Tully, b. Calcutta, 1935

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The Biographical Dictionary of Delhi – Mark Tully, b. Calcutta, 1935

5. (Mark Tully with dog, Soni)

The Biographical Dictionary of Delhi – Mark Tully, b. Calcutta, 1935

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The Biographical Dictionary of Delhi – Mark Tully, b. Calcutta, 1935

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The Biographical Dictionary of Delhi – Mark Tully, b. Calcutta, 1935

8. (Mark Tully with partner, Gillian Wright)

The Biographical Dictionary of Delhi – Mark Tully, b. Calcutta, 1935

Atget’s Corner – 876-880, Delhi Photos

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The visible city.

[By Mayank Austen Soofi]

Delhi is a voyeur’s paradise and The Delhi Walla also makes pictures.

I take photos of people, streets, flowers, eateries, drawing rooms, tombs, landscapes, buses, colleges, Sufi shrines, trees, animals, autos, libraries, birds, courtyards, kitchens and old buildings. My archive of more than 25,000 photos showcases Delhi’s ongoing evolution. Five randomly picked pictures from this collection are regularly put up on the pages of this website.

The series is named in the memory of French artist Eugène Atget (1857-1927), who, in the words of a biographer, was an “obsessed photographer determined to document every corner of Paris before it disappeared under the assault of modern improvements.”

Here are Delhi photos numbered 876 to 880.

876. Ballimaran

Cold Dressing

877. Scindia House

Portrait

878. Place Forgotten

Position of Power

879. Teen Murti Bhawan

Canteen

880. Hazrat Sarmad Shaheed's Dargah

Martyr's Life

Delhi’s Bandaged Heart – Remembering Urdu Poet Musheer Jhinjhanvi, Ghalib Academy

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Delhi’s Bandaged Heart – Remembering Urdu Poet Syed Musheer ul Hasan Jhinjhanvi, Ghalib Academy

Poetry in the city.

[Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi]

Urdu poet Iffat Zarrin arrived at Ghalib Academy with her two brothers, Naseer ul Hasan and Muneer ul Hasan.  They had driven together from their respective houses in Old Delhi to Hazrat Nizamuddin Basti in an auto rickshaw.

It was a special evening for Ms Zarrin and her brothers. A poetry reading was to be held in honor of their father, the late poet Musheer Jhinjhanvi.

Musheer Jhinjhanvi was of Old Delhi’s Chitli Qabar. This is the 25th year of his departure from our world. He suffered a heart attack at about noon on 21 March 1990 and breathed his last the same day in a nearby nursing home. The poet was buried behind The Times of India building in Dehli Gate Qabristan.

According to Iffat Zarrin, her father had two creative phases. He started with romantic verses but by the 1960s, he shifted his focus towards the concerns of his times, such as the conflict between Hindus and Muslims.

During the next two hours, Ms Zarrin, along with many other eminent poets, recited their compositions on the stage. Almost all the poets were from the Walled City. They included Ameer Dehlvi of Kucha Mir Ashiq, Vaqar Manvi of Turkman Gate, Iqbal Firdausi of Lal Kuan and Rashida Baqi Haya of Gali Sooiwallan. Ms Haya, along with Ms Zarrin, were the only poets who happened to be women. (One entire row in the auditorium was taken over by shy young women.) Each poet had to compose new poems for the occasion. Their lines were to take off from the first lines of two select ghazals by Musheer Jhinjhanvi.

The late poet’s entire oeuvre is spread across three books—Rakhse e Ghazala, Anfase Ghazal and Shola e Nam. They all are out of print.

The poetry stays

1. (Iffat Zarrin with brothers, Naseer ul Hasan, right, and Muneer ul Hasan)

Delhi’s Bandaged Heart – Remembering Urdu Poet Syed Musheer ul Hasan Jhinjhanvi, Ghalib Academy

2. (poet Ameer Dehlvi)

Delhi’s Bandaged Heart – Remembering Urdu Poet Syed Musheer ul Hasan Jhinjhanvi, Ghalib Academy

3. (poet Iqbal Firdausi)

Delhi’s Bandaged Heart – Remembering Urdu Poet Syed Musheer ul Hasan Jhinjhanvi, Ghalib Academy

4. (poet Zafar Moradabadi)

Delhi’s Bandaged Heart – Remembering Urdu Poet Syed Musheer ul Hasan Jhinjhanvi, Ghalib Academy

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Delhi’s Bandaged Heart – Remembering Urdu Poet Syed Musheer ul Hasan Jhinjhanvi, Ghalib Academy

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Delhi’s Bandaged Heart – Remembering Urdu Poet Syed Musheer ul Hasan Jhinjhanvi, Ghalib Academy

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Delhi’s Bandaged Heart – Remembering Urdu Poet Syed Musheer ul Hasan Jhinjhanvi, Ghalib Academy

Our Self-Written Obituaries – Pepsi, Sarita Vihar

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Our Self-Written Obituaries – Pepsi Charagi, Sarita Vihar

The 106th death.

[Text and photo by Nipa Charagi]

If Pepsi, 14, hadn't bitten off her stitches, she would still have been, well, alive... eating, sleeping, snoring (it's like a truck trying to get out of a ditch, but more rhythmic) and dreaming, in that order.

Damn that vet, who kept pumping saline into her body, as if it was going out of circulation. The last words Pepsi heard was N sobbing and S consoling her.

N and Pepsi have spent so many evenings on the couch together, N watching TV, checking for ticks, reading a magazine (yes, all at the same time), and Pepsi dreaming of chocolate and chips. N would try every trick to eat chocolates slyly, to avoid Pepsi, she with her tongue, saliva and eyes popping out of her face at the mere mention of food. N's stock answer, "This will damage your kidneys". And Pepsi's views: "I don't get it, they named me Pepsi.... The very drink I was denied because it would--yes, you got it right--damage my kidneys."

Talking about N, have you heard her sing? It's like standing in harsh summer sun with stones pelting down. Pepsi's deafness in later years could solely be attributed to that, she couldn't even hear the doorbell. And it kind of heightened her sense of smell (of food, mostly). She loved chicken liver, peas, ice cream, egg yolk (she would spit out the white. Cholesterol be damned), the list is endless.

Pepsi spent the last day going into each and every room in the house in her drowsy state, as if saying goodbye. BTW, N has kept Pepsi's collar belt, it hangs from a hook behind the door. Humans, they say, find it hard to let go. And Pepsi, she lives for now, in memories.

Our Self-Written Obituariesinvites people to write their obituary in 200 words. The idea is to share with the world how you will like to be remembered after you are gone. (May you live a long life, of course!) Please mail me your self-obit at mayankaustensoofi@gmail.com.

City Walk - Ghalib Street, Hazrat Nizamuddin Basti

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City Walk - Ghalib Street, Hazrat Nizamuddin Basti

Poet's highway.

[Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi]

While the poet has been dead for over a century, his poetic landscape lives on in the iambic pentameter of the crowds on Ghalib Street. Here human rhythms beat out a verse all their own. The various landmarks are like couplets.

Super Looks Saloon looks out on to a dilapidated ruin; the Happy Deal Store’s bearded owner often reads out his late father’s handwritten Urdu diary. The tables outside Ghalib Kabab Corner are laid out on the pavement, as in a Parisian café. Ahmed Emporium advertises mosquito nets. Mother India Travels promises a daily bus service to the Taj Mahal in Agra and Attar Mahal’s glass perfume bottles are stacked near an aquarium. The open-air Farah Roti Wale serves nihari with the rare ghee-cheeni roti.

And then there is Husseini Hotel, where actor Ranbir Kapoor was famously seen eating sheermal (sweet bread) in the 2011 film Rockstar.

Ghalib Street begins at Lodhi Road and ends a few hundred metres further south at the marble tomb of Mirza Ghalib, the great 19th century Urdu poet. The lane is tucked within a 14th century village in central Delhi best known for the tomb of Sufi saint Hazrat Nizamuddin Auliya. Hundreds of people walk down the lane every day on their way to the shrine. Adjacent to the lane is the markaz (centre) of the secretive Tablighi Jamaat, an Islamic revivalist group with a worldwide following of millions. The organization’s grey building is visited by Muslims from countries like Malaysia, Nigeria and the UK, and they fill Ghalib Street with their many languages and accents—so international cosmopolitanism is not out of place.

The street abuts two monuments: Lal Mahal is one of the earliest Islamic buildings, erected during the early years of the Slave dynasty, while the Lodhi-era Barakhamba monument, once home to drug addicts, was restored by the Aga Khan Trust for Culture early this year.

The recent rise in the number of visitors to Ghalib Street has been due mostly to its kebab and korma eateries, say many locals. The first surge, they say, originated with Rockstar. Its hit Sufi song, Kun Faya Kun, was filmed at the Hazrat Nizamuddin dargah. The shrine also featured in this year’s blockbuster, Bajrangi Bhaijaan. Both films fleetingly showed Chand Nizami, Nizamuddin Basti’s most famous qawwali performer. He can often be seen strolling down Ghalib Street.

The elderly Muhammad Hani, owner of The Ghalib Kabab Corner, says: “Earlier, we had only local people as customers. After Rockstar, we started having nice people from as far as Vasant Vihar and Gurgaon. And recently, gore log (white folk) have also started to come.”

Thursday nights see Ghalib Street at its busiest. For that is when the Sufi shrine has the weekly qawwali sessions eulogized in every self-respecting Delhi guidebook. On these nights, Hani’s Kabab Corner is packed with diners wanting a taste of the city’s authentic cuisine—almost all asking for his famous shamis. The eatery has a laminated Quranic verse affixed next to an electrical switch. Giant photographs of Mecca and Medina hang beside a Coca-Cola refrigerator. Harder to spot is a faded certificate hanging on the wall. Issued by Maurya Sheraton Hotel & Towers, it says, “This is to certify that the food cooked by Mohammad Hani on Iftar’s Party date 24th April, 89 was greatly appreciated by the local populice [sic] who attended the party.”

Next door is the rustic-looking Husseini Hotel. Founded in 1952, it is the street’s most beautiful space. You may lounge here for hours, as you would at a Khan Market café, but at one-hundredth the price. There is a sunlit courtyard for diners, along with a corridor with arches and walls painted in green. The street-facing counter is stacked with old-style cauldrons filled with nihari, korma and dal. The milky sheermal are covered in a fine net to keep away the flies.

As in almost every establishment on this street, the people at the Husseini add to the charm. The always smiling brothers, Talib and Makki, sit at the counter. They courteously call out to every acquaintance passing by, making small talk about health and the weather. Two months ago, the brothers installed a giant metal signboard in their quiet courtyard. It is the Husseini’s first attempt at advertising.

One hopes that the gradual gentrification of Ghalib Street will not compromise its authenticity. The people and places here sustain a fragile social ecosystem that could be destroyed even by small changes.

Take the pavement stand of barber Tasleem Abbasi. A stone’s throw away from Ghalib’s mazaar (mausoleum), it is an institution. Every day, groups of people sit around Abbasi’s 20-year-old stall. Author Jane Austen would have found their conversations useful. Many regulars have acquired nicknames. Mohammed Mustaqeem, a biryani seller, is known as Sotu Ram (Sleeping Ram) because he takes a regular nap at the stall.

Opposite Abbasi’s stall sits an elderly homeless man. He lives there with a dog, so he is known as Kutte Walla Baba, the man with the dog. He never speaks and doesn’t have anything other than the chai and matthi supplied to him by Adnan Bhai’s tea stall, another Ghalib Street establishment. The barricaded graveyard behind Abbasi’s salon is home to a brown dog often seen sitting on a stone grave.

Spend an hour at the nearby Happy Deal Store, and you’ll know the middle-aged customers buying “full body underwear”, the young men from the Tablighi Jamaat asking for toothpaste in a British accent, the migrant labourer from Chhattisgarh asking for a bottle of mustard hair oil, or the turbaned man who just wants to chat with the shop’s soft-spoken owner, Mohammed Abid.

Abid has his own delectable story. He says his family was brought from Baghdad to Delhi by Hamida Banu Begum, emperor Humayun’s wife, during her journey back from the hajj. He talks of that centuries-ago migration as if it happened yesterday. In fact, Abid discusses the histories of Delhi’s Mughal rulers the way we talk about Narendra Modi and Rahul Gandhi. Abid’s father, a maulana who presided over Muslim weddings, kept a diary in Urdu in which he jotted down extraordinary things—short obituaries of the local gentry, narrations of the dreams he would have at night, and instructions to his sons on how to live a righteous life. Abid reads out passages from the diary on request.

One of the most familiar faces on Ghalib Street is that of restaurant owner Nasir Iqbal. He can always be seen sitting on his first-floor balcony overlooking the street and the Barakhamba monument beyond. One evening, he explains why: “This path leads to Hazrat Nizamuddin, the real sarkar (government) of Hindustan. Kings and ministers have walked down this path. I feel blessed just looking at it.”

Silent for a moment, Iqbal shakes his head and says in a regretful tone: “Everything changed after Indira Gandhi’s murder. After her, no prime minister came to this street. The tradition of the prime minister paying respects to Nizamuddin Baba came to an end.”

If, like Iqbal, you are feeling gloomy, roam this street and turn to these lines of the great poet:

Ai saakinaan-e kuchah-e-dildaar dekhna
tumko kahin jo Ghalib-e-ashuftah sar mile
(O! The inhabitants of the street of my beloved see
if you can find the insane poet Ghalib there somewhere.)

Song of the road

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City Walk - Ghalib Street, Hazrat Nizamuddin Basti

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City Walk - Ghalib Street, Hazrat Nizamuddin Basti

2. (Mohammed Abid with friends)

City Walk - Ghalib Street, Hazrat Nizamuddin Basti

2b. (Mohammed Abid's father's journal)

City Walk - Ghalib Street, Hazrat Nizamuddin Basti

2a. (Mohammed Abid with sons)

City Walk - Ghalib Street, Hazrat Nizamuddin Basti

3. (Qawwal Chand Nizami of Rockstar fame, left, on Ghalib Street)

Music Men

4. (Tasleem Abbasi, the barber)

City Walk - Ghalib Street, Hazrat Nizamuddin Basti

5. (Mohammed Mustaqeem, aka Sotu Ram)

City Walk - Ghalib Street, Hazrat Nizamuddin Basti

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Food of Delhi

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City Walk - Ghalib Street, Hazrat Nizamuddin Basti

7. (Kutte Walla Baba)

City Walk - Ghalib Street, Hazrat Nizamuddin Basti

7c. (Tasleem Abbasi, the barber, offering fried fish to Kutte Walla Baba)

City Walk - Ghalib Street, Hazrat Nizamuddin Basti

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City Hangout - Husseini Hotel, Hazrat Nizamuddin Basti

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City Walk - Ghalib Street, Hazrat Nizamuddin Basti

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City Walk - Ghalib Street, Hazrat Nizamuddin Basti

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City Walk - Ghalib Street, Hazrat Nizamuddin Basti

11. (Outside Nasir Iqbal's home)

City Walk - Ghalib Street, Hazrat Nizamuddin Basti


Delhi Metro – Divya Babu’s Commute With Proust, Pamuk, Dalrymple, Lahiri, Huda City Center

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City Life – Divya Babu’s Commute With Proust, Dalrymple, Lahiri, Delhi Metro & Huda City Center

The book lover’s commute.

[Text by Divya Babu; photos by Mayank Austen Soofi]

I open William Dalrymple's Return of a King: The Battle for Afghanistan. I look around and try to reposition my elbows in the best way possible.

It's peak hour on the Delhi Metro and I'm standing in the ladies compartment. My hour-long commute starts from Huda City Centre in Gurgaon and ends at Barakhamba Road in Central Delhi, and my book has more than 500 pages.

It was an autographed copy that I bought a few days ago at an elaborate book launch at the British Council in Connaught Place. I spend three minutes trying to decipher what William Dalrymple has inscribed for me on the title page. I'm distracted. The lady next to me has beads of sweat on her faint moustache. A visibly pregnant woman is standing right in front of two excited young girls who have occupied the seats reserved for the elderly and pregnant. They ignore her and continue their chatter.

It's winter but everyone is sweating. The train is heated and the commuters are all in warm clothes. I turn back to my book. It's written in Dalrymple's comfortable storytelling style that does not make history intimidating. I wade into the first few pages. It's a large hardcover but I'm used to holding books while standing on the train.

Somebody farts. Everybody winces (I'm guessing the guilty party does, too, to protect her identity). Suddenly the book feels too heavy. I peer into the book the young girl next to me is reading. She looks sharp in her black-rimmed glasses and slick ponytail. She is reading Ravinder Singh. I find at least three more people reading various books by this author. Clearly, he is the most important male in this ladies compartment.

It's getting hotter. I close my book and attempt to cram it back into my bag. It's too crowded and I can’t turn myself around to open the bag. I hold the book all the way to my destination.

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I'm carrying Orhan Pamuk's The Museum of Innocence. I find the first few chapters strange. The characters don't engage me. The story isn't going anywhere. The train stops at Central Secretariat and a swarm of people enter the coach. Someone knocks down my Museum. She doesn't apologize. I frown.

On reaching the office, a colleague offers me a volume of Marcel Proust's novel In Search of Lost Time, only if I agree to dump the "pretentious rubbish" that is The Museum of Innocence. Proust is not as tough as you may think, he says. He promises that it's full of humour, sex and scandal. I fall for his pitch. I scoop up Proust for my ride home and dump Pamuk in my office drawer.

It's late but the Metro is still packed. I start Proust and it is as promised. I'm slowly pulled into Combray. I'm waiting eagerly for the famous Madeleine incident. Suddenly there is some commotion in front of me. A girl has fainted. "Don't crowd around her," someone yells. Everyone crowds around her. I remember that I have juice in my bag. I stuff Proust back in and fish out the juice to offer to her. The girl next to me looks suspicious. She is eyeing my bag. I clutch it close to me and forget all about Proust.

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I'm pregnant. The Metro is still crowded. I'm carrying Jhumpa Lahiri's novel The Lowland along with the new life inside me. It's not easy to balance the book and myself while standing anymore. The various smells offend me. Cheap deodorant. Sweat. Talcum powder. Feet. Aloo paranthas. More sweat. I can't get beyond a page of The Lowland. I read the first page three times. The words are flying off in various directions.

I need a seat. I tell the girl in front of me that I'm pregnant and I need to sit down. I sit and try and open the book again. The green cover makes me feel queasy. I look around and see more Ravinder Singhs and also some Chetan Bhagats.

I place my book on my lap and close my eyes. I can hear a small boy's tantrums. Two teenagers are having a high-pitched discussion about a boy named Javed. Someone is talking on the phone about her recent trip to Germany and how she could find nothing vegetarian to eat. I fall asleep. Jhumpa remains unfinished.

At least she tried

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City Life – Divya Babu’s Commute With Proust, Dalrymple, Lahiri, Delhi Metro & Huda City Center

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City Life – Divya Babu’s Commute With Proust, Dalrymple, Lahiri, Delhi Metro & Huda City Center

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City Life – Divya Babu’s Commute With Proust, Dalrymple, Lahiri, Delhi Metro & Huda City Center

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City Life – Divya Babu’s Commute With Proust, Dalrymple, Lahiri, Delhi Metro & Huda City Center

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City Life – Divya Babu’s Commute With Proust, Dalrymple, Lahiri, Delhi Metro & Huda City Center

Atget’s Corner – 881-885, Delhi Photos

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The visible city.

[By Mayank Austen Soofi]

Delhi is a voyeur’s paradise and The Delhi Walla also makes pictures.

I take photos of people, streets, flowers, eateries, drawing rooms, tombs, landscapes, buses, colleges, Sufi shrines, trees, animals, autos, libraries, birds, courtyards, kitchens and old buildings. My archive of more than 25,000 photos showcases Delhi’s ongoing evolution. Five randomly picked pictures from this collection are regularly put up on the pages of this website.

The series is named in the memory of French artist Eugène Atget (1857-1927), who, in the words of a biographer, was an “obsessed photographer determined to document every corner of Paris before it disappeared under the assault of modern improvements.”

Here are Delhi photos numbered 881 to 885.

881. Chawri Bazaar

Look, Who's Smiling in the End

882. Deer Park

All That Fat

883. Punajbi Bagh

Table for Two

884. Vasundhara

A Typical Third World Middle-Class Bathroom

885. Place Unknown

World Class City

City Moment - The Privacy of The Midnight Poets, Suleman Tea Stall

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City Moment - The Privacy of The Midnight Poets, Suleman Tea Stall

The remarkable Delhi instant.

[Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi]

One late night The Delhi Walla entered the Suleman Tea Stall at Chitli Qabar Chowk. It was empty except for five men who occupied a table at the end.

They were all Urdu poets, but they depend on other professions to make a living.

Munir Hamdam of Turkman Gate Mohalla publishes E-books. Rauf Raza of Chitli Qabar is an interior decorator. Javed Mushiri of Ballimaran is a journalist with Siyasi Taqdeer newspaper. Javed Niyazi of Kucha Rohilla Khan has a “rubber business”. Iqbal Firdausi of Baradari runs a small factory that manufactures drum sets and harmonium parts.

All these men said that they discuss poetry, politics and cricket late into the night at this teahouse. They also said that their families are used to their nocturnal outing.

There was a awkward pause in the conversation, probably because of the new company.

Poet Munir Hamdam tried to break the ice by ordering yet another round of steaming hot tea for everyone. There was nothing of Old Delhi in the chai. It had less milk, less sugar and it was very strong.

Finally, Iqbal Firdausi, the oldest among the five poets, turned towards me and said in an extremely gentle voice, “Now, if you don’t mind, dear sir, please leave us with ourselves. It is time for us to share our new verses.”

It was a beautiful moment.

The midnight poets

1. (Poet Munir Hamdam)

City Moment - The Privacy of The Midnight Poets, Suleman Tea Stall

2. (Poet Rauf Raza)

City Moment - The Privacy of The Midnight Poets, Suleman Tea Stall

3. (Poet Javed Mushiri)

City Moment - The Privacy of The Midnight Poets, Suleman Tea Stall

4. (Javed Niyazi)

City Moment - The Privacy of The Midnight Poets, Suleman Tea Stall

5. (Poet Iqbal Firdausi)

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City Moment - The Privacy of The Midnight Poets, Suleman Tea Stall

Mission Delhi – Sona Devi, Near Sahibabad Village

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Mission Delhi – Sona Devi, Near Sahibabad Village

One of the one percent in 13 million.

[Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi]

She is in an orange saree.  Her glass bangles are green. Her cardigan is pink. Her hand-sewn bag is of uncertain color.

One morning The Delhi Walla meets Sona Devi somewhere near Sahibabad, a village just outside the city limits. Ms Devi is seated in a shared auto rickshaw. She has a wooden staff. She looks deep in thought. At times, she turns her head and stares out of the glass window, perhaps towards the tall apartment buildings in the distance.

Finally, breaking her silence, she says, “I’m going for my work.”

Ms Devi is headed to Vaishali Metro station. There she stands outside the entrance and seeks money from commuters hurriedly walking into the station. “I usually spend my mornings there when it is more crowded,” she says. Later, Ms Devi heads out to Inter State Bus Terminus (ISBT) in nearby Anand Vihar. She remains there for the rest of the day, and returns home by six in the evening.

Ms Devi lives in a rented room in Sahibabad village, which is walking distance from many high-rise apartments. Lots of women  employed as house maids in those apartments also live in this village. Ms Devi lives with her three daughters; they all stay at home. She is trying to find a man for her eldest.

The auto rickshaw stops for a customer. A young woman enters and sits beside Ms Devi, who responds to the new company by becoming quiet. The young woman watches the road scenes from the window on her side. For some reason, Ms Devi's face acquires the expressions of a person who has just made a difficult decision. She now looks strong and determined.

Ms Devi arrives at her stop after a few minutes. She gets off, takes out a five rupee coin from inside her blouse, and hands it over to the auto rickshaw driver. She then walks into the crowd. Her day is beginning to unfold.

[This is the 108th portrait of Mission Delhi project]

On way to the work

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Mission Delhi – Sona Devi, Near Sahibabad Village

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City Food - Muhammed Sajid’s Yellow Sooji Halwa, Turkman Gate Bazaar

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City Food - Yellow Sooji Halwa, Muhammed Sajid’s Mithai Shop

The morning sweetener.

[Text and photos by Mayank Austen Soofi]

Muhammed Sajid's mithai shop in Old Delhi’s Turkman Gate Bazaar is like the canvass of a fickle-minded painter. It shows different colors at different times of the day.

In the afternoon, you might see Mr Sajid and his assistants frying golden-brown jalebis in a giant cauldron. In the night, they are often seen sitting relaxed beside stacks of black gulab jamuns, while the shop lies illuminated in white light. In the morning, the counter has a giant round platter filled with Mr Sajid's ultra-sweet yellow sooji halwa--the color is due to the addition of zarda.

The Mughal-era quarter has a large number of breakfast places offering good to great sooji halwa, which is traditionally served with freshly-fried pooris or flaky parathas. The halwa at the landmark Shree Bhawan, near Chitli Qabar Chowk, is famously made in desi ghee (and not in the customary Dalda ghee). Kallan Sweets in Matia Mahal Bazaar and Ameer Sweet House near Haveli Azam Khan are also favroites.

The relative anonymity of Mr Sajid’s establishment adds to its novelty. The place is still to be discovered by camera-toting flâneurs and food bloggers. Only locals are seen here. The halwa platter on the counter-table is supported on bricks. People going about on their morning errands often stop absentmindedly in front of the shop, and they are served the dish before they could ask for it. Some customers don’t even get off their bikes. Those parents who feel too lazy during the early hours to prepare school meals for their children simply get the lunch boxes packed here.

A burner underneath the platter keeps the halwa piping hot. It is heartbreaking to watch the steam rise innocently from the cardamom-flavoured dish and disappear into the polluted Delhi air. The parts of the platter far from the flame show a waxy white ring; that’s the condensed ghee.

By noon, Mr Sajid's halwa is over and becomes a memory.

Everybody needs a sugar high

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City Food - Yellow Sooji Halwa, Muhammed Sajid’s Mithai Shop

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