For the people that live beside it, a river is more than simply a water body. It’s a medium, a confidant, an escape. Here the dense, winding architecture of brick and mortar finds a balance in the vast and open floodplain of the Yamuna. People walk along its banks while the children gather around to play. Some wring and rinse clothes while some simply sit stationary, reflecting the stillness of the water. Those coming from the outside, carrying the weight of their preconceptions, will find it washed away by the openness and kindness of those who call these streets home. In the following pages, Abhishek Khedekar captures the world of one of Delhi’s oldest neighborhoods: its people, its places, and its peace.

Story for motherland magazine