The Delhi summer has begun, but I have yet to
i) turn on the ac
ii) get stuck for a couple of hours on the BRT at one in the afternoon
iii) start eating only ice-cream for lunch
All of this is coming up, though. The ac is not yet required in my cool, cool house (but we're getting there. I give it another two days, at most). I begin a new job this Monday, and I can just see that revolting BRT at Chirag Dilli waiting for me at 9.20 am, with the heat shimmer already beginning to float off the ground. And. Ice-cream only for lunch is my only summer binge-ing. So I allow myself this in advance, even though I have a goal to lose six kilos this year.
By the way, I wonder if anyone has noticed that just as thela ice-cream is no longer what it used to be (it's better now), neither is the famous Delhi summer! Where is the loo, the sweeping hot wind that blew all afternoon, withering everything in its path? Where are the gigantic water coolers, fitted with khus sheets, that used to make those endless afternoons cool and sleepy? Ay, where are they? Anybody know? Most people with means have split acs these days, as far as I can make out.
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