I’ve been daydreaming of grapes.
Crisp, light green grapes with firm outsides that I delicately burst to release
a wave of cool, sweet refreshment. Frozen or semi-liquid, I am convinced I
could eat them by the bucket load if only given a supply.
The weather here is about what
you’d expect. High 80s to 90s with a humidity that makes it feel about 7
degrees hotter. All in all, it’s actually probably better than the summer in DC,
at least temperature wise. But we are all hoping for rain.
Monsoon season is measured by when
the first heavy rains hit the coast of Kerala, the southern most state in
India. From there, they are expected to sweep across the country until they
rebound off the Himalayas and journey back. The rains hit Kerala a few days
after we got here, but are still more than two weeks late in Pune.
The newspapers reported today that
the dams surrounding Pune city are only at 4% capacity. This means that if no
rain were to fall, we would only have enough water to last until July 15th.
As it is unlikely that it will not rain at all, we will just have to see what
the actual results of this waiting game are. For us, it means some days of
unannounced low or no water pressure, the threat of water only every other day,
and rising prices for vegetables. For the government, it means difficult decisions,
such as whether water is more necessary for agriculture or for drinking.
So for now, we are waiting
and just hoping that the rains come.
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