India, May 27 -- The midday is turning out to be intolerable. The summer air is so searingly hot that even the shirt collar is burning the neck. One wonders how can we the people survive in such hostile conditions. Yet we do. Take this market lane in a Central Delhi locality. It is a blinding white afternoon, and the lane is moderately crowded. Vendors are parked along the street-side, though not a single tree stands on the street. One man is sitting beneath the skeletal shade of a potted plant, his eyes closed. And then there is Arshi, an alm seeker. She sits directly under the sun. No shade near her. She agrees to a conversation. How do you cope with this heat? (She shrugs wordlessly, faintly smiling.) Where do you live? Safdarjung. (The ...