The ground is impossibly flat, white with salt, and largely uninhabited – a no man’s land where not even a cellphone signal can reach. The landscape seems to stretch endlessly as you drive through Gujarat’s salt flats, a land so saline and marshy it was once considered unusable.
Then, without warning, the horizon transforms. Rows of hulking electricity towers stretch into the distance, convoys of trucks carry turbine blades longer than plane wings, and a crop of solar panels rises from the marshy ground.
