A grey sky greeted me as I stepped out of my room to settle down in the slim balcony that served as an excellent river-view gallery. The Ganga stretched in front of me on its slow journey to the sea. Dark clouds had blanked out the sun. As I tried to make out the bank on the other side, it started raining. A shimmering curtain of water danced over the river, moving in sync with the breeze. I had all the time on Earth to put my feet up, enjoy a steaming cup of tea, and pick up the reins of the day at my own pace.