I have just returned from a tour of rain-washed Pune and Nagpur. So much greenery. And it was a strange feeling standing at the centre of India – point zero, for which there is a hideous monument. As can be seen below.

Dont miss the orange on top of that deformed mushroom. After all, this is orange city.

Of far greater beauty and a strange pathos was the Christ Church at Kamptee, a military cantonment that dates back to East India Company days. I was reminded of Gray’s Elegy written in a Country Churchyard and all the elements were there – the curfew tolling, the lowing herds walking, the ploughmen and just about everything else. I was greatly tempted to go into the churchyard that stands opposite the church, but the dense undergrowth was a deterrent. Some other day perhaps …