Impromptu Photo walk to Uttam Nagar West
It was yet another day at SVC; when the idea of picking up a place connected to a metro line came into the brains of our conceptualists. We drew a lottery, and our destination ‘Uttam Nagar’ in West Delhi connected to the blue line came up. It is a residential area consisting of several sub-towns.
Narrow streets with an extensive range of old-new houses, the sight of bright blue sky from the web of dark cable wires, symbols of every town in India. Local shops and local street vendors, some being shut, some being open. From the native tailors to sugarcane juicers, from local mosques to playgrounds partially filled with water, and partially with kids, swings, and grass, how a usual play area looks like, from tall buildings to dug manholes, everything could be found in Uttam Nagar.
‘Uttam’ is translated to excellence. Is this town excellent enough to be called excellent? Hypothetically speaking, it is not a heavenly place that might be anyone’s first choice in competition with the urbanized colonies. But where the walls divide the houses in the name of privacy, houses of Uttam Nagar share the same wall to dry their clothes under the Sun. These fading colors of walls, these yelling of brawls is still much better than every month’s upper coating of paint on bricks and benches. I will like to end in the words of Ildan, “Narrow streets are beautiful because you are closer to the realities!”
Narrow streets with an extensive range of old-new houses, the sight of bright blue sky from the web of dark cable wires, symbols of every town in India. Local shops and local street vendors, some being shut, some being open. From the native tailors to sugarcane juicers, from local mosques to playgrounds partially filled with water, and partially with kids, swings, and grass, how a usual play area looks like, from tall buildings to dug manholes, everything could be found in Uttam Nagar.
‘Uttam’ is translated to excellence. Is this town excellent enough to be called excellent? Hypothetically speaking, it is not a heavenly place that might be anyone’s first choice in competition with the urbanized colonies. But where the walls divide the houses in the name of privacy, houses of Uttam Nagar share the same wall to dry their clothes under the Sun. These fading colors of walls, these yelling of brawls is still much better than every month’s upper coating of paint on bricks and benches. I will like to end in the words of Ildan, “Narrow streets are beautiful because you are closer to the realities!”
Author: Nandini Garg
Images: Pinaki Bhardwaj, Mihul Puri, Nishtha,
Nandni Bhardwaj, Reet Gupta
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