The blasted summer…

by Ashish

… has arrived earlier than warranted. The days are hot, the nights are stifling. Worse, the mangoes haven’t arrived yet.

It’s draining, it’s tiring and it leaves you exhausted – the heat, that is.

But there are compensations.

There’s sol kadhi, there’s panha and there’s kokum.

There’s beer too, of course, in case you were going to get all uptight and indignant.

The only reason I didn’t mention it is because beer – it don’t need no season.