It was the festival of Dussehra, so I wasn’t on duty at the clinic. I came across a the main Ramlila site in Shalimar Bagh yesterday while getting some exercise. There is something about rusting, decrepit fairground rides that reminds me of a post-apocalyptic world. I took some photographs, of course. The straw-stuffed statues of Ravanna, his brother and son, looked over an array of roundabouts, carousels, a Ferris Wheel, dragon train and Mickey Mouse.

The temple stage was just a facade. The bamboo skeleton of a marquee was being dismantled.

Someone was touching up some rusty paint work on a ride, perhaps hoping that it would hold it together. It made me feel depressed. Luckily there were no clowns around.

By Dr Alfred Prunesquallor

Maverick doctor with 40 years experience, I reduced my NHS commitment in 2013. I am now enjoying being free lance, working where I am needed overseas. Now I am working in the UK helping with the current coronavirus pandemic.

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