I don’t like the monsoon.
Where people think of red earth and pouring rain, I picture dirty motorcycle tyres and muddied clothes. Read more
The broiling of the subcontinent has begun.
Mumbai touched a steamy 41 deg C in late March, and the warm winds are beginning to sweep across the great plains.
Ah yes, it’s summertime.
It’s that time of the year when “they say” you shouldn’t eat eggs.
You know who “they” are. Read more