When I first read about distribution of human population throughout the world, the first question that came to my mind was why were the hot and humid places so crowded? Though more productive land seemed to be the logical answer, it failed to convince me. Cooler climes are so much better. It is possible to ward off cold without the aid of electricity, but heat?
The merciful Sun of the winter and early spring has mutated into a monster. 45 degrees in the shade and I – standing in the direct path of fury – waiting for that autorickshaw to transport me from the air-conditioned office to my air-cooled residence. Pinpricks on my back, the deodorant fighting a losing battle, a three-wheeler stops and I sit inside. Ever tried sitting on a hotplate – I just did.
If I had been the Maharaja of Kashmir, I would have definitely shifted to my summer capital. But stuck in this all-season capital of India, I’ve no option but to bear the brunt of the brute 146 million kilometres away.