Perhaps that’s why you can’t enter Hyderabad’s terminal without a ticket (it’s one of the smartest airports in the world) – they’d be inundated.
This ancient city, built on the Musi River, has an optimistic outlook. On a tour of ancient Hyderabad we pass school children from St Mary’s Brilliant School and some from the School of Success. That, and their neatly starched uniforms, must surely inspire excellent grades.
At Golconda Fort, which dates from 11th century, a sign post points The Way to Up. When you reach Up, the city spans out beneath you, smoking quietly away (they burn rubbish here).
Hyderabad is characterised by the rocky outcrops of Inside India’s Deccan Flat terrain, which you can see from the top of Golconda. There’s a campaign (Society to Save Rocks) to protect the rocks because people kept chipping away at them for materials to build their homes.
There is plenty of rock left, even if, to render the landscape biblical. The fort itself hints at what the city once was – elegant, spacious and green. Golconda was sacked and ruined by Mughals in 17th century. Now it’s full of bubbly school parties and courting couples.
The Qutub Shahi King’s burial ground, which you can see from Up, has a carefree feel too – with impromptu games of cricket being played on the lawns.
This extraordinary park is to the top with domed tombs, beneath which the Kings and Queens of Golconda and their dancers lie. Voices echo inside, and there’s a coffin draped with fraying sari fabric in the middle of an otherwise empty space. The domes used to be covered in mosaic, which has all but gone. Large crows enhance the roofs instead.
It’s business as usual on the streets of the ancient town, where life is in full noisy flow. Pomegranates are piled on rickety carts, discarded veg litter the street, sellers hold out orange segments from filthy fingers.
But Hyderabad is well-known for glitz. Not only for Tollywood – Bollywood movies are filmed here – but for glittery lacquer bracelets and pearls, which are strung and sold. Laad Bazaar is like London’s Oxford Street on Christmas Eve – but stickier.
The city became rich on diamonds – it’s home to 21 diamond mines – and Nizam VI (Royal ruler of Hyderabad from 1869-1911) owned one so large – the Jacob Diamond – he used it as a paper weight. This was a man who never wore the same pair of socks twice. The hefty jewel is now in a bank vault.
The Nizams have five palaces in Hyderabad. Falaknuma, where I am staying, overlooks the city and has recently emerged from a ten-year restoration programme with Taj hotels.

Colour explosion: From the high life to street life, the vibrancy of Hyderabad can be felt everywhere
The palace was originally built by a former Prime Minister of Hyderabad – Nawab Vikar-al-Umra. We share a star sign. I am a Scorpio too. The PM decreed that Falaknuma be built in the shape of the snappy arachnid, so the two northerly wings represent the sting. Such was the extravagance, he was bankrupted. Thankfully, Nizam VI was able to foot the bill. He paid 6.8 million rupees for it and, in 1897, Falaknuma became a royal palace and residence.
If Prince Charles goes ahead with his thought to turn Buckingham Palace into a hotel, he should visit.
Not only has the palace hosted countless Royals and dignitaries – sovereign Mary and King George were here in 1906 and the Aga Khan’s signature is in the guestbook. Every visitor is a guest of the Princess.
The staff are ridiculously attentive (you really do feel like a Nizam). And staying here is like being allowed behind the ropes at Chatsworth House. You can stay in the Royal Suite (if you can afford to splash out $10,000 a nighttime), recline in the sovereign’s artful gossip room, take afternoon tea in the Jade room and even use the Nizam’s snooker cues.
It’s a spoiling experience in sublime surroundings. For me, a jasmine martini on the elegant balcony, with Hyderabad sparkling and rumbling away below, is the gold dusting on the richest of cakes.
Perhaps because I am a fellow Scorpio, I feel thoroughly at home.
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