It has been raining here this weekend.
Sharp showers and overcast skies made me want to share a few glimpses of what the monsoons mean to me…
Pitter-patter raindrops, as they create their own music
Pitter-patter raindrops, as they create their own music
Bhuttas (corn on the cob) roasted over a charcoal fire to a golden yellow, with a dash of lime and masala
Colourful umbrellas on squelchy, waterlogged roads
And of course, everybody’s favourite – chai and pakoras (tea with vegetable fries)
Happy soaking this season!
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1 comment:
Thanks for the link:-)
Yes...I guess all of us here in India feel the same during rainy season:-)
Hope you enjoyed your chai and pakoras:-)
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