It is, and there is no other way of putting it, beastly hot during the day.
Pune, this year, has had its fair share of rainfall, and the dams won’t run dry this year. Well, they shouldn’t, barring epic idiocy. And soon, before you know it, winter will be upon us, and that is by far and away my favorite time of the year.
But in the interregnum lies about two to three weeks of hot stifling weather, when the nights are stuffy and the days are sweltering. Regular readers know well enough my aversion to anything that is northwards of 25 on the celsius centigrade scale, and these three weeks are no exception. Sweat on your brow, a prickling sensation on your back, and – your author is nothing if not frank and blunt – sticky armpits all combine to raise tempers all across the city.
Life until winter settles in, in other words, is not pleasant.
But, dear reader, there is a silver lining to this dark grey cloud. It is a four letter word, and it spells b-e-e-r.
October heat, I maintain, is god’s way of letting us sip of the magic elixir before the winter takes over. The heat is present so as to enable us to sit in cool taverns on hot afternoons, and have tankard after tankard of refreshingly cold ale be brought to us at regular intervals. Interspersed with appropriately nourishing victuals, and both processes to be repeated for a satisfactory length of time. It is a portent of how to deal with the problems of summer in the year to come, that’s all October heat is.
Nets before the match begins, the green room before we step on to the stage, that’s all.
And before you know it winter will be upon us, and the days will be shorter in length, and the temperature will be lower in scale. Sweaters, scarves, mufflers and jackets will be un-mothballed, and life will be truly wonderful in Pune.
Seriously – Pune in winter is proof that heaven exists, about which more in future columns.
But most importantly, for the devotees of Bacchus among us, it will be the season to decant the whiskey and top up the tumblers. For while whiskey is a drink that provides much joy at any point of time, it rolls up its sleeves and gives truly generously in the winter. I simply can’t wait.
Until then, while the rest of the city suffers and steams and sweats, I smile a serene smile. I sit in my favorite pub, and contemplate the aftermath of a mug or two. Having completed my contemplation, I proceed to act on my ruminations. And if the weather outside proves to be too sultry to be true, I extend my riyaaz.
And I strongly urge you, dear reader, to join me in this little exercise (provided you are of legal drinking age, of course). Don’t curse the weather: embrace it. Take the day off, pop open a bottle, and fill up a mug.
October heat? What October heat? Cheers!
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