God, it’s summer again!
I must tell you I had this whole intellectual, ‘what is wrong with society’ kind of crib written out when someone felt it would have more impact as an ‘objective’ story.art and culture Updated: Apr 03, 2009 17:21 IST
I must tell you I had this whole intellectual, ‘what is wrong with society’ kind of crib written out when someone felt it would have more impact as an ‘objective’ story.
All my promises to be nothing but objective even in this space were completely ignored and so I’m back to the drawing board, sitting in my corner of office where the air conditioners stopped working four days ago. There are no fans and the windows are jammed into place for the ACs — which don’t work.
And this is just the beginning of a long, painful summer. A week from today getting into the car any time before 6 am or after 8 pm will be a torture; stuffy, stale, hot air will suffocate your lungs while you struggle to hold the searing hot steering wheel.
After the first six hours of being freshly washed, your hair will refuse to look good. It’ll be limp, feel heavy on your neck and irritate the life out of you: unless you’re one of those people who steps out of an air conditioned house into an air conditioned car to drive to an air conditioned office. In that case, I have news for you — your skin, deprived of fresh air, will look unhealthy while your body will start to feel dehydrated.
If you take public transport, look forward to being drenched in the smell of sweat. If you’re standing in the aisle of the bus, there will be smelly armpits; if you’re in the engine room meant for ladies, you’ll be plonked on a plank so hot your skin will burn; and if you’ve managed somehow to sit by the window, then ‘loo lag jayegi’.
There’ll be power cuts the minute you get home and the tap water will be too hot to cool you down. You’ll feel lifeless but still have to work while kids on summer vacation scream and break your windshield. You’ll sigh… was it ever so hot in Delhi when we were that young?