Hyderabad: The Recipe
And when, in the smouldering cauldron of April Musi sizzles like Ghee and the tendrils of Nastaliq caramelize issuing the aroma of Dakkani , add the oblongs of cumin till you hear the crackle of names: " Ghode ki kabar ", strew in the petals of a star anise till you hear the blooming of Azaan from Jama Masjid , and stir in the peeling stuccos of cinnamon till you hear the rustle of old book market in Abids . Now, toss in the marinated viscera of the city, the arcades Chowmahalla and the sinews of Begum Bazaar, the marrow of ancient alleys winding through Charminar. Finally, slide your hands into a casket of anima, find the longest grains of Basmati, layer carefully the folds of time: first Kakatiya , then Bahmani , followed by Qutub Shahi and on the top Asaf Jahi . And there! you have the recipe of a city.