Ever since I shifted to this really high floor of this really high, high-rise, I haven’t once switched on the fan,as the breeze that blows in from my open windows is pleasant enough for me. Yes, I do feel colder than most people I know.
With the onset of summer, The Husband has started feeling the Mumbai heat. The outcome, the air-con is turned to a low 15 degrees for a while as I shiver in my thick socks, under my 10 kg duvet, which The Husband has christened ‘The Monster’. I think I need to get my flannel sweatshirt out of storage.