The day started in this incredibly gloomy, lazy weather. And then there was a strike called by the ruling political party so the streets were expected to be empty. So I thought to myself, hey, how often do you get 26 degrees C in the middle of Summer in Calcutta, and then streets with no mad traffic or pollution (um..)?
... I had to be off to see what the city looked like. And it was so much more beautiful than the way I see it every busy morning.