The noisiest moment of the day is when a huge, near-obsolete, ex-Soviet four-engined jet screams in to land with a decibel count that causes the inner ear to self-plug in disbelief.
Failed Scotsman, feral Briton or Born-again Indian? Bill Aitken on the joy of being unclassifiable.
Any visitor to Delhi from a fresh air situation knows 40 kilometres away that he is nearing the metropolis by the sweetly sick smell of sewage that clings to the air.
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