Last week I flew into the sunset from Kolkata to Delhi as the clouds attempted to bring the Monsoon north. I'd started to think this monsoon thing to be a tad overhyped - and then it hit and the streets of Delhi became flowing rivers. Steadfast into the torrent, an old man rode his pushbike home, clothes soaked and hair streaked across his face, but a flash of childish glee on his face at the outrageous amount of water everywhere.
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