Ahoy!

So I did reach. At the (re-)appointed hour of 6 past mid-day. Lucknow is in the midst of its annual angry summer season. Preparing to get doused in downpours of the South-West. There is something about Lucknow this summer. It’s not the ‘TAX FREE’ invitation screaming across the ‘Bunty Aur Babli’ poster. Not the 46º heat either. Not even the fact that its just another season of Beer, kababs and meaningless movies. Lucknow today looks more mobile than ever before. Definitely more than during the two years of my halt here. Either there’s more money around the regular hands that spend at the Ganj. Or the GDP in general has gone Uttar in this Pradesh of cows, rickshaws and cheap rifles.