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ravenNo-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.
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.
