A lot has been written about the pollution, dirt, lack of public transport, slums and pigs in Gurgaon. But here’s something I enjoy about the city.
I try not to complain about how the construction site outside the apartment means I will die of emphysema or how I haven’t seen a star since I visited rural Kerala in July.
I hope to write more about this squalid mini-metropolis in the days to come. Till then, I leave you with this picture: