It’s unusually warm for December. The Hyderabad I’ve seen last in 2005 has, expectedly, transformed into a concrete jungle. The charm of waving out for autos and taxis and negotiating the rates has gone, and here I was totally dependent…
It’s unusually warm for December. The Hyderabad I’ve seen last in 2005 has, expectedly, transformed into a concrete jungle. The charm of waving out for autos and taxis and negotiating the rates has gone, and here I was totally dependent…