Delhi impressions

Off a late night flight on the latest leg of the UGC world tour, into a fragrant hot night.

Trucks going by piled to twice their height, gold statues of… Shiva, I think, three guys to a motorbike, jetlag ringing in my head, teeming new business buildings by the side of the highway and tractors toiling by in the foreground, impossible courtesy in a swanky hotel, the strident noise of trans-global, based-nowhere  satellite TV, and the cranking wash of aircon hum as I finally get to sleep too late for Delhi and too early for home.

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