When It Rains…

I am a Bombay girl through and through, but one thing I never could wrap my head around is how could anyone consider Bombay rains to be romantic? Rains to me has always meant claustrophobia of being in a closed and over-crowded train compartment, with a wet raincoat on. When on the streets, you are constantly avoiding stepping into or being sprayed from puddles. Don’t even get me started on the muck. That said, I love is eating something extremely warm or extremely cold when it rains.

It’s NEVER too cold for ice cream.

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Apart from the chai and onion bhaji, I’d never say no to ice cream, be it lollies, cones or sundaes! What’s your rain comfort food?

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