Already familiar was the nonstop cacophony of Ambassador taxicabs, overloaded scooters, hulking Tata buses and waves of locals on the sidewalk.
Yet amid the chaos, I came across four sleeping dogs, positioned like jigsaw-puzzle pieces on the pavement. The sight provided an inexplicable sense of calm. I sensed everything would be all right. And so I proceeded to seek out the first stop on my haphazard list of destinations: The Marble Palace.