rainy day
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Rain and waiting rooms, a cough that won’t quit, a small girl who doesn’t want to leave her bed — and a mother who is braver than she believes she is.
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It has been almost four weeks since school reopened after the summer vacations, and what a month it has been: a month of two seasons, really, stitched together by one very confused sky.
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We moved to Mumbai at the beginning of monsoon season. The city arrived in my life already drenched — and slowly, through rain and books and Little Miss’s deeply held opinions about puddles, it is beginning to feel like home.
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Three monsoon moods, three books, three cups of chai. A reading pairing post for Mumbai’s grey, rainy afternoons.