Sunshine

No-one's here but me. And it's cold.
Just for the hell of it, I looked up the weather forecast fot New Delhi. My mother is currently basking in temperatures of around 30 degrees Celsius. I remember what Delhi is like at this time - that is, perfect. It isn't too hot, it's warm enough to go outside barefoot, and everyone gets up in the morning and waits for the fog to clear so they can play cricket and badminton without losing balls and shuttlecocks all the time.
I like it at that time. In summer the heat just kills me.
My day has been strange, inasmuch as nothing as happened, and everything was so normal.
I can smell perfume. It's not mine. Whatever it is, it reminds me of something from long ago.
I'm a big girl.
But I wish I was there in the sunshine.

Brass monkeys

I am freezing.
I just found my room thermometer. The temperature in the room is 13 degrees Centigrade.
Of course, the bloody fucking central heating refuses to work because no-one can understand the instruction manual, so it purrs away in the corner while we all freeze to death.
And because there is no central heating, there is no hot water either. All the water is somewhat colder than 13 degrees, though I haven't stuck in the thermometer to see.
So, while I freeze at 10 degrees below room temperature, I am trying to revise Physics. But I can't, because I keep stopping to blow on my hands.

On a quite unrelated note, I just found out fanfiction.net has a M*A*S*H section. This raises ff.net in my opinion, which isn't to say I don't still think it sucks. It's so popular, so heavily used, and it continues with its adverts and crappy layout and horribly screwed-up formatting.
And it doesn't even have that saving grace, a FAQ!