The Wedding Absentee Part 2
Bangalore has a very peculiar weather. It can change instantaneously. Based on weather forecasts and your own personal predictions you may have just planned the best outdoors roof party at your home, but when you are least expecting it, the rain gods will decide to crash your party. It’s worse for people like me who love riding to work. The one day I am convinced that the city is going to witness heavy rainfall, the sun will shine till 7 p.m. making me, in my thick jackets look like a complete doofus. I also can’t remember how often I have left all of my rain-protective gear at home looking at the clear blue skies in the morning only to return in the evening soaking wet and shivering like a leaf. So when the young man ( from last month’s post ) left home reluctantly on a Sunday afternoon 5 years ago, it was all bright and sunny outside. The umbrella at the corner of the car porch stared back at him ‘I won’t need you today buddy.’ He thought to himself as he