In this fifty-eight archive story by Kristian Bertel, we are wandering around photographing people at the Azad Market Road of Delhi in India. Read the background story of this archive photo by the photographer.
In Delhi it stinks and the air seems to be standing as the photographer took this photograph of Indian man covering himself in a traditional scarf at the Azad Market Rd. It was probably around 30 degrees, when the photographer was walking through the district and was squeezing himself past traders, beggars and rickshaws of the heat and smog in Delhi.
In Delhi it stinks and the air seems to be standing as the photographer took this photograph of Indian man covering himself in a traditional scarf at the Azad Market Rd. It was probably around 30 degrees, when the photographer was walking through the district and was squeezing himself past traders, beggars and rickshaws of the heat and smog in Delhi.

Azad Market Rd portraiture

More than 12 million people live in the Indian capital. It smells of spices and incense sticks. Despite indigenous clothes the photographer fall as a white course immediately and everyone wants to offer him their services and some boys want to touch my hair. He arrived at night and still remember he was surprised by the multitude of people on streets, under streets, between streets, on cars, on buses, sleeping, lying or eating. There was a very peculiar smell in the air mixed with smell clouds of food, incense, chai tea or exhaust fumes.

Delhi is both confusing and enjoyable
The photographer stands for a moment, and let himself act on what he sees. In a corner women sell vegetables and fruit, into the other urinate a man. Children walk crisscrossed through the streets. On the ground lie the remains of spitting-out paan, the Indian chewing tobacco, which reminds of the color a bit of blood. From the corners of his eye he sees something hanging, loose electric cables on a decayed colonial building, a remnant of the English. With a "tuk-tuk" he lets go to the next subway station his driver tells him that there are subways in Delhi only since some years ago. In his broken English he also explains the basic rules of Indian road traffic. You need "a good horn, good brakes and good luck" A good horn, good brakes and loads of luck. He laughs a toothless laugh. And the photographer also experience the same, the first come first. Or whoever is loudest, comes through. Another very memorable sense-impression. The volume level was surprisingly high and was defined mainly by honking cars. A week passed, when he as a traveler and photographer had mainly to deal with these external impressions, through much sleep and in conversation with his environment in India.

The Indian hygiene
The hygiene in India can not be compared with our European standards, which is a test for our organism, which is based on clean conditions. With only a few exceptions, India travelers are plagued by violent diarrhea. Even when adhering to all hygiene rules, you are often not spared. It is therefore sensible, if you equip your travel pharmacy accordingly or if necessary in case you advise in a pharmacy. Some European medicines, such as Imodium, which suppresses the diarrhea will not help you. If diarrhea is mentioned, it must also be mentioned at the same time that there are only a few public toilets in India, and if so, they are often in an absolutely desolate state. Also in restaurants or sights you are looking in vain. Frequently, men can be seen standing at the edge of the road and easing themselves. The women, on the other hand, prefer to drink as little as possible, even in great heat, in order to last until the evening. As a traveler, it is advisable to plan his toilets well and to take advantage of every possible possibility 'prophylactically'. Public authorities, museums and hotels usually have the best chance of finding a toilet. "- Since I hardly had time to prepare for this eleven million metropolis in a foreign culture, the expectations of my upcoming stay were correspondingly low. I have completely depended on my well-developed adventure! From today's perspective, however, this does not make any difference: no single expectation could have satisfied what I encountered here", the photographer says.

More archive stories

India is a land full of stories. On every street, on every corner and in the many places in India, life is rushing by you as a photographer with millions of stories to be told. In the archive story above, you hopefully had a readable insight in the story that was behind the photo of a sleeping man at the Azad Market Road in Delhi. On this website of Kristian Bertel | Photography you can find numerous travel pictures from the photographer. Stories and moments that tell the travel stories of how the photographer captured the specific scene that you see in the picture. The photographer's images have a story behind them, images that all are taken from around India throughout his photo journeys. The archive stories delve into Kristian's personal archive to reveal never-before-seen, including portraits and landscapes beautifully produced snapshots from various travel assignments. The archive is so-far organized into photo stories, this one included, each brought to life by narrative text and full-color photos. Together, these fascinating stories tell a story about the life in India. India, the motherland to many people around the world, a land of unforgetable travel moments. The archive takes viewers on a spectacular visual journey through some of the most stunning photographs to be found in the photographer's archive collection. The photographer culled the images to reflect the many variations on the universal theme of beauty and everyday life in India. By adding these back stories the photographer's work might immensely enhanced the understanding of the photographs.