The shell-like orange flowers of the African Tulip.
Trash and plastic, discarded vegetables.
A broken western water closet.
Coral jasmine flowers, fallen from the tree overnight.
Sacks of construction material.
A cycle, lying on its side, but locked, so not abandoned.
A perfectly matched and serviceable-looking pair of flip-flops which we call Hawaii chappals (who abandoned them and why?)
A huge pile of cement, on which two children play while their mother, a construction worker, adjusts the towel on her head, that will take the loads the entire day.
A pile of sand next to that, with a wire-mesh frame to filter the sand through.
A bundle of long bamboo poles.
Some discarded food through which two dogs are rooting.
Tender coconut shells.
Discarded gerberas from a flower shop.
Compact discs flaunting rainbow colours, thrown carelessly after their use is over....
How can any walk through my city be less than fascinating!