Delhi in one word: Overwhelming. Overwhelming in all senses: The smells were mouth watering spices one minute, the next, someone had just used the gutter as a toilet. People were everywhere, bumping, pushing, touching, shoving. Rickshaws were like water, driving anywhere between the cracks of the crowds. It was Friday, the holiest day in Muslim religion and the mosque was blasting the prayer, louder than my eardrums could take. The jalebi was sticky and sweet. The fried chicken was incredibly spicy. This was all shot on our night in Old Delhi, the oldest area of Delhi, tangle of ancient streets and alleyways, jam packed with people, shops, food and noise, and proved pretty tricky on my 50mm vintage lens I just bought in Japan. But the manual focus and shallow depth turned out to be a great way to show exactly how it felt in the moment. This is the place to go for chaos and mayhem.