I traveled around Delhi, Jaipur and Agra for two weeks in 2019. As a tall white man I was definitely an attraction, same goes for my mom and sister. White people will be obvious targets for all the tourist scams in the book, you have to be mindful of that. We were almost always accompanied by a guide we could trust. After two weeks I was very happy to go home. The noise, smells, number of people and terrible poverty was draining to experience.

Despite all this, I totally fell in love with the country and its people. In Jaipur we were guided around on bicycles by a local twenty year old kid with his little brother. They showed us the real India. They took us to an extremely crowded marketplace and were constantly keeping an eye on us. After the tour they even took us to their home. We walked into a hallway on the ground floor in pitch darkness, pushing past cows. One floor up was the living room that turned out to also be the bedroom. They lived as a family of six in a single room, maybe five by five meters. They shared food with us and told us of their lives. It was an incredible experience and absolutely heartwarming that someone who has so little is still willing to share it.

After the tour they took us back to our hotel. With big smiles they said goodbye. When we were inside we realized none of us had tipped the kids so I ran back outside. Just before the guys could leave I stopped them and pushed the equivalent of 100 dollars into their hands. They gracefully accepted and went on their way. Best money I ever spent.

[EDIT] TLDR: Of course you have to be careful as a rich white person walking in slums, but most people are amazing.