Though the area thrives on pure chaos, you can always find a small space offering sweet respite, perhaps even tranquillity. The other night, we stumbled upon something just like that at a barber’s shop. This open-air shop doesn’t have a name (doesn’t need one), but boasts of three impressive salon chairs along with imposing mirrors set in golden frames — all under a tarp shielding patrons from rain and shine. “I’m the badshah of my parlour!” declares young Sajid, still serving customers late at night. “But, please, do snap the parlour.” He lets us sit on one of the empty salon chairs (known locally as ‘Amreekan kursi’).

Source: Hindustan Times December 05, 2017 04:07 UTC