Markets are the nerves of civilisation. During times of turmoil, they’re deserted. Festivals become a time when it seems as if everyone has been evicted from their homes and has come out onto the streets. A public space so humbly accepted by people as their own, markets are the pulse of any city. You can define markets as places of commercial exchange, but there is a certain coldness in that phrase which makes it an inadequate description. They’re living, breathing spaces which have been socially and culturally vibrant hubs ever since their inception. India has a rich heritage. Many civilisations have risen and fallen, and each has left its mark. Nowhere is this imprint so clearly visible in the present as in market spaces. They become areas where history simulates itself in the present.




