I have been born and raised in Delhi. It’s a city of contradictions. Here the magic of Mughlai history is paradoxical to the dirty streets and gol-gappa vendors that you know hold the chance of painful food poisoning within the teekha paani. It’s messy and polluted, and steeped in an array of cultures all while […]

I looked around at the variety of people that are moving around in front of the large mosque. Sweat soaked vendors shout out their wares in broken sentences, the words broken by dialect, sometimes Hindi, sometimes English, sometimes Telegu. The smell of meat being charred into delicious mouthwatering kebabs and skewered by hands covered in […]