Bangalore, India
Like a tap on the shoulder, there is always something that reminds you that you have arrived in India. And this time, it happened before I even left Bangalore airport. It was 1am local time. After a long day's work, the tired carousel trudged around in perpetual circles as bags were snatched up by their eager owners. But something remained. An orphaned silver padlock. Unlocked. As I waited endlessly for my pack to arrive, I stared. What was it telling me? Was it ...