You seem to be turning your wardrobe upside down, said my husband who was silently watching my ‘operation clothes.’
Well, I am taking stock of my ‘winter saris’, I said.
Winter in Chennai !he guffawed. As far as I can see, the two month season brings only hordes and hordes of mosquitoes, he sighed.
The other day my friend who had come from Delhi said winter in Chennai is a ‘sweatless season’ which is an apt description, I observed.
I agree, we can do without having a shower in the evening unlike the rest of the year. Evenings are pleasant too, he conceded.
Yes they are, with the cool breeze blowing, I said .
And cooking is less of an ordeal. Winter is the only time we needn’t recycle food, he affirmed.
Quite true, I agreed.
Why not make some hot onion pakodas, a good mix of hot and cold, he suggested looking sheepishly.