The heat has abated, somewhat, but Mother Nature continues her capricious tricks. Today there is a hint of rain. The sky has gone grey, and outside the light has changed to a peculiar shade of greeny-brown that I’ve never seen anywhere but here. We had a few merciful drops earlier, but they seemed designed to mock, leaving dust trails in their wake on the car windows instead of streaks of water. It splattered dusty rain for mere moments and then it stopped. The other possibility is that it will soon gust hot, dusty wind, as a loo blows in. The hot and dry strong summer wind that gusts in over the desert plains, bringing heat and dust with it.
When it rains (if it rains, you never can be sure nowadays what the state of the monsoon will be), the world will be transformed. Flowers will perk up, grass will get green, and everything will be in a state of shiny renewal. Until then, we sit, and we wait, and we hope as we look at the sky during this dark afternoon that relief will come soon.
