The monsoons started a few days ago, and I don’t have any relevant pictures. None of the ones I took were good enough. The rains had been teetering on the edge of release for my entire stay in Ahmedabad thus far, but hadn’t come. The odd dryness lent, I realize in retrospect, an aura of anxiety and tightened lips to the entire city. Without the rains, the year cannot progress. Without the rains, the city could not move forward. It is thus with excitement and joy that they were met when they finally began.