BY DOMINIC WIGHTMAN The first thing you notice about Pune is that nothing has been erased. I don’t mean this in the sentimental sense—the sort of thing travel writers reach for when they want to make decay sound charming. I mean it literally. Walk from the Kasba Peth police station towards Shaniwar Wada and you pass through three centuries in about four hundred yards. The … Continue reading An Ode to Pune