Main Road
The main road in this area is Sri Aurobindo Marg. It is on the stretch between AIIMS / Safdarjung Hospital on one end and Green Park Metro Station on the other. The stretch has shops on either side. On one side, it leads to 'Mandir wali gali', a flea market and on the other side, a road leads to Niti Park. The area is termed as an urban village. Yusuf Sarai is famous for guest houses, one can find cheap and nice Place to stay here rooms ranging from Rs.200/- on ward per day. The people come from other states of India and out side India to AIIMS (Famous Hospital) just 1km from Yusuf Sarai and they stay here in Yusuf Sarai. The eatable things (fast foods) like Samosa, Kachori, Bread Pakora etc. very famous here and so many Restaurants and dhabas are here. The visitor to Delhi stay here. The nearest Metro Station is Green Park just half or less than half Km away.A famous Chemist shop helps the poor, Helpline Pharmacy 18/4, Yusuf Sarai Mkt, Main RD, Yusuf Sarai, Delhi - 110016. They provide medicine at cheaper price then any other in the market and sometimes free to the poors He was a Social worker there, but now he is no more he expired in 1984. The nearby colony is Green Park(one of the Posh Colony of New Delhi) there are so many hotels.
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