Market

Bhagirath Palace is less a market than a living labyrinth of light. Once the mansion of Begum Samru, its colonial façade now hides a dazzling maze where chandeliers hang like constellations and alleys glow with strings of fairy lights. The air hums with bargaining voices, the scent of street food drifting in from Chandni Chowk, and the sparkle of glass and crystal catching every flicker of sunlight. It’s chaotic, crowded, and utterly magnetic — a place where Delhi’s heritage collides with neon modernity, and where every corner feels like stepping into a festival.