slivers of darboos (watermelon), chunks of kirni (I don't know what it's called in English)liberally showered with sugar and left to chill in the fridge, mangoes - to be bitten in to skin and all every night juice trickling down chins and throats staining dresses and pillows, mangoes to be beaten in to milkshakes, mangoes to be made in to avakkai, mavudu and thokku, guavas, long, skinny, curly cucumbers, yelaneer, neer mor white like sea foam lapping against small floating islands of coriander, ginger and tiny black mustard seeds, panagham sweet dark and mysterious, water infused with vetiver roots left in an earthen pot, eau de cologne (yooodecalaan), sunday afternoon naps that often start mid morning, air heavy with heat, humidity and the hope that summer will not last forever.
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6 comments:
I simply LOVED this piece.
You almost made me miss May in Madras- The only sore point in an otherwise gratifying love affair.
I love that the diversity in backgrounds fade away in the face of those uniquely 'madras' things we have all grown up with...
Nice one, Shoof :) ALMOST made me want to be there...
gosh, put like this....yes summer is that tantalising time of the year.
lovely.
Wonderful!
In saadi Dilli, it's Yoodecl-on!
Very nice Shuf. Kirni - Galia or Cantaloupe melon maybe?
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