When I first walked in Old Delhi, its were the most “happening” streets I had ever experienced
32 years later that remains true.
(In the interim, I have visited a number of “megacities”, including the biggest one)
In 1992 I thought, “90 minutes in Old Delhi would give an alert writer enough characters, events, and wildly divergent circumstances to populate an ‘epic’ novel”.
In 2024 that is still true.
However, an alert visitor would not see and hear only crowds, commotion, conflict, conversation and commerce.
On Old Delhi’s streets one can also see a resident enjoy a moment of solitary, quiet contemplation.
When one whizzes past an enterprise that has no pile of goods on display, it can be hard even to guess exactly what it is selling, and/or what is going on at that moment.
The pictured “shopkeeper” could be reading “the holy book”…or his business’s ledger…or a novel.
In this series’ next chapter you will have no difficulty discerning exactly what is on offer!