I figured out today while leaning out of the window what it is that I really miss about Delhi rains.
1. The dusky smell of water on caked earth. Mud. Yum!
2. Cows in the middle of the road, letting water roll off their backs and udders, and staring into your really tiny eyes, and perhaps letting out an appropriate belch or two.
3. Well made deep-fried snacks (err.. or Teatime Snakes as they call it on the highway).
The cow factor especially.
