A Derelict Delirium

A Derelict Delirium

Aayushi Gupta

I am a third culture kid; I was born in India, moved to the UAE when I was very young, and am now a practising artist in the UK. For me, finding myself and where I belong has always been an enigma; finding India has always been an enigma. I found India in my mother's food and my father's affection, but I couldn't find India in me. I couldn't find India in the faces of Indians living in Dubai, even though the majority of expats are Indians. I couldn't find India in the Indians that have migrated to the UK because nothing except their physicality, not even their blood, was Indian anymore. So where was India? Since December’17 I have started seeking India on the crowded streets of different states untouched by modernity. A Derelict Delirium is one of the works from my ongoing series The Monsoon Diaries; it is a photograph stolen from the silent summer of a small village; a photograph of an India 14 years before independence and 84 years ago from today.

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