Rain, dear

Sangry Words ― I love rain! It’s one thing that I have always looked forward to every ∙ year, from the time my memory goes back. ∙ I grew up in Delhi ∙ where temperatures in summer can soar up to an unbearable 48-49 degree Celsius. ∙ The rain comes as a saviour and also the perfect time to make paper boats ∙ walking and dancing in the rain. A true Delihite would welcome rain with chai ∙ and hot pakoras, while chai was never offered to us when we were growing up, we [...].