I waken to songbirds and muezzins, happy with feeling this vastness of sky expanding my heart. As the light rises the sound of a sticks broom sweeping dried leaves in the courtyard of my bed-and-breakfast brings me back to ground. I hurry to dress because today I will at last meet Erico, my walking companion arriving from Sao Paulo, and Himanshu, who introduced us and is arranging some details of our journey. Together we visit the Gandhi sites then converse happily over dinner as the waxing crescent moon drifts across a lilac sky above the rooftop restaurant in Delhi.