New Delhi at three A.M.. Just arrived by K.L.M.. Left the airport in the heat. In the bus strange people meet. Driving through the starless night. Passing very unusual sights. Left the bus at five to five. Caught a taxi started to drive. He thought I was a millionaire. And accordingly put up the fare. Dawn was breaking in the east. Causing this hot night to cease. Mosquitos buzzing in my ears. Grating sound of clashing gears. Burning rubber filled the air. Taxi driver began to swear. The heat was burning my head was turning. It was then the car broke down. Just on the outskirts of town. A camel from the Dhrangadhra. Silently passed by our car. A vulture circled high above in the air. I had to shade my eyes to cover the glare. Sweating in the plastic seats. Hard to breathe in the increasing heat. Lying back my mind started to. Drift into an uneasy sleep. I dreamt I was in New Delhi. Slowly dying of la grippe.