Sans power

You could complain about Hyderabad being a concrete jungle, the newer fast developing portions of it lacking in refinement and subtlety. It is a city that it yet to settle down, yet to fathom the speed with which it has changed and is changing. One good thing though is that it doesn't spoil you.

When the evening sky fills up with heavy rain-clouds from one side, and the sunset turns edges of lighter clouds magenta on the other, you don't take it for granted. You look up, astonished to see the range of colours on the sky's palette, feel happy there's a painter out there and forget the little complaints for a while.