As I write this post, it is raining outside, and had it not been to these rains, I don’t think I would have ever written it. Its not that there is something exclusive to be written which I could have not improvised without the rains, but since the day I have started working I have completely become brain dead [guess this must explain the current inconsistency in writing, but will talk about that some other time]. Anyways, if you have followed the earlier posts, then you must be aware that I love rains, and as this year Delhi got more than plenty of its share, so I guess it is good enough reason to write another one, although not on or about rains, but with rains in it. Continue reading “Rains, Games and Blames. . .”