Journal

Sometimes you are bound to take an unknown direction to the destination which is known to you. It just happens in the moment. It was a...

I’m feeling like a tourist in my own city today. It feels like I’m visiting the Lodhi Gardens for the first time, which has been my path...

A tree was being cut, as it was half hanging after the storm hit Dilli. The Indian Ticket Window was closed and the tickets were given...

Connaught Place has childhood memories living in each corner and childhood has cycling memories living in each corner writes Manan Kathuria.

Shahjahan’s treasure, the epitome of architecture and the grandeur of heritage resides on a hill...writes Manan Kathuria

Dilli, what has happened to your coolness? Your scorching heat is making it unbearable for most of the people to explore. I may or may...

A barber has a mirror, creams, shaving kit, scissors kept under a tree in this unbearable summer heat of Delhi...read more.

Dilli’s full of love, warmth and affection. I always say that Dilli’s an emotion too, but where’s life without soul, where’s soul without...

Have you ever felt that the day is not going according to the way you want it to? ‘A lot of times’, I said to myself too. ‘Not a good...

I was on a break but life was moving. It was the day after twosday, when I embarked upon a journey to Dilli. A walk around my favourite...

A world around nature, a world around flying pigeons, falling leaves, feathers on the ground, mysteries and melancholy all around...

A Winter afternoon. A very cold day. A picturesque place which looks like Paris, Italy or Germany. I haven’t been anywhere out of these...

3 weeks, it had been more than 3 weeks, that I felt something was missing, a void, a longing for something. I knew what it was. I asked...

A visit to Red Fort. Dilli is being missed, those streets, the people, the life, the rickshaw rides, the metro...writes Manan Kathuria.

This shop that has seen Khan Market being built right in front of it, was now serving food and snacks. Read more on Manan Kathuria's Journal

Chai, is an emotion. It’s like friendship. A bond of tea, milk, water, elaichi, adrak, masala. It’s a love affair. Currently, I’m sitting...

Manan Kathuria writes 'I think we’ve forgotten the Rickshaw-Wallas but they remember everything.'

Life is in a state of melancholy right now. Strolling around the hustling-bustling lanes of CP, I reached the Indian Coffee House, New Delhi

Manan Kathuria visits Faqir Chand & Sons Bookstore, Khan Market, which now is a second home to him. 'Heaven it was' he says. Read More.

Delhi, a historical city of monuments and heritage has a lot in itself. I’m an ever-ready person to go explore monuments. Because the...