A one-way regime of restraint

In Chennai, the kiosks for issuing boarding passes were tucked discreetly away

The trouble with frequent travelling means missing out on the really important news, such as the extension of a city’s dry days on account of someone’s religious views. I’ve been known to bolt the hotel room or front door before pouring myself a tot, because who knows where the vigilantes might strike next. Or even who the vigilantes are — Auntyji from the balcony opposite who doesn’t approve of the kids’ partying ways, or Uncleji from three houses down whose scathing views have silenced innumerable “secular” debates without a whimper of opposition. Imagine arriving for an event in a city