I might be on the plane coming home to UK for a short break when you read this blog. But it is still Old Delhi doors. Here’s a cracker to kick off with, from Dariba Kalan Road. I like the old red sandstone shining through the muddy lilac paint of the surround.
I would have thought that tax consultants and lawyers would operate from less lugubrious premises, such as the black doors on the left.
Moving away from the walled city, this is a doorway to a courtyard in Nizamuddin with the pavilion of 64 pillars.
A bit more of the same.
OK, this is just a plain glass door, but the man is wrapping stone statues of Ganesh with shredded green plastic for protection before shipping.
Finally, not a door at all, but a window in a wall in the old city.