[Originally Posted by Stephanie Childs]It’s 6:30 am and the air is refreshing and cool. The streets of Raja Park are still fairly empty at this hour as Shammi Nanda and I ride down towards Suraj Maidan. We arrive and Shammi pulls out his ever-growing key ring and opens up the park gates, unlocks the water tap, pulls out the hose and starts watering. We say hello to Avinash, and he and I head over to trade my cycle for the three-wheeled transport cycle rickshaw that belongs to the nei... read full story