Wednesday, August 29, 2007

Heat

Even my fingertips are sweating.

The air conditioning is broken in my office. The temperature in New Delhi today is 95 degrees Fahrenheit. I'm wearing jeans and a long-sleeved, buttoned-down shirt.

I could throw around adjectives like humid or suffocating or sweltering or torrid, but I'm not sure they would do the situation justice.

Let's put it this way: My latest scheme to cool off involves going to one of the street food stalls outside and asking a toothless cook with cow dung under his fingernails if I can join his collection of frying samosas and bacteria by taking a quick dip in his large metal pan full of scalding oil. That sounds refreshing.

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