I woke inexplicably early this morning, and, even more inexplicably, got out of bed. The sky was lightening. The sun, and the colours it creates, when not affected by the humid haze, are especially evocative here, ranging from peach to tangerine.

It is the first day of Eid-al-fitr and the air is filled with prayers, broadcast from mosques around the neighbourhood.

I don’t remember this from last year, so I can’t tell you any more about it than that it is very moving.