Monsoon Floods

This year has been rather monsoon light. There's been much speculation on the effects of global warming and a indefinite shrugging of shoulders. But the monsoon, while not in its full glory, still seems to be picking up speed a bit lately.

When the rains come, a lot of the pavement in certain parts of the city goes. After a good night of rain, a series of pictures predictably appear in the newspapers the next day showcasing hapless neighborhoods who get a little touch of Venice overnight. Happily my house is on established high ground...but market shopping and going to work are definitely jeopardized activities.

I've heard tales of monsoon seasons of yore that include children getting sucked down open man holes that they unwittingly walked over and waves lapping over the feet of people inside busses. Busses which continue to trundle (float?) down the streets despite it all.

I rather hope my internship is over before we reach that point.

What to do, what to do.


Sort of an awkward spot for an enforced nap.


A good excuse to miss school.


The human rickshaws are the only ones who can reliably get through the little side streets in these conditions.