The south-westerlies hit the Kerala coast in June, but it’s only about a fortnight later that Delhiites begin to spot dark clouds furtively signing autographs over India Gate. Monsoon 2016 is still en route, but Lutyens’ Delhi—the central part of the capital that is scorned by those who can’t fathom or stand its intrigues—is already in the throes of a storm whipped up by the ‘Essar tapes’. So far, there has been plenty of thunder and lightning, but very little rain; but nearly everyone’s ducking and there’s plenty of perspiration.