We ended up at Hauz Khas by accident. Puja and Shikha wanted to shop nearby and I was just drawn by the old domes from a distance. It seemed serene with a bunch of folks taking afternoon naps, kids playing and some others just passing time. There were also a few tourists here and there. There was some curious play of light falling through tattered doors and windows on crusty old floors.

I was intrigued by everything. There is something about ruins that catches my attention. I guess I am constantly reminded of a simpler, yet more difficult times.

A 600-year old college would've probably had more tourist value in any country other than India. We take tourism very lightly and haven't quite yet fully realized its economic potential.

(Hauz Khas Album)