I shot most of the pictures with this little chap here left: the very first camera of my own. Back then, I didn't really think about photography as such, I just tried to take the whole of India into this tiny pink box and home with me.
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To describe Delhi, where we started our journey seems to me utterly impossible. After almost 24 hours on a plane (due to technical problems, but that's another story...), the vibrance of Delhi overwhelmed me. It was my first time out of Europe and I cannot describe the feeling I had when we left the Indira Ghandi Airport and went into Delhi. I had in me a nervous cocktail of happiness, fear, fatigue, total excitement. Do you know the feeling when the ends of your nerves seem to peek out of your body? I took in all the noise, dust, heat, and colour. I didn't know where to look first, what to hear first, what to smell first. I have to admit I was a bit overstrained. But India has a magic potion for such situations: Chai! We stopped at a tea trolley on a street corner where I met my first real chai walla who sold me my first chai in India. I will never forget the magic of the warm, sweet chai that morning.
After that I was ready to explore Delhi, it's vibrant, colourful streets, the quiet corners, the monuments and sights. And for now, I will let my pictures take over the narration, since I find it hard, as mentioned above, to put Delhi into words.
Furthermore, I would like to recommend this great article by Priya who describes her first visit to Delhi and finds the words I were looking for and puts Delhi into her wonderful illustrations: click