Hoping for the best

Peels, skins, seeds, residue, pulp and other discardable organic matters are no longer thrown out of our house

It rained sheets last week, or perhaps it was the week before, when Delhi’s roads and Gurugram’s underpasses flooded. We were not in Delhi on the occasion — fortunately, as it turned out, because the house was under watery siege as well. There was water pouring into the bedroom, the living room had rain streaking in almost as though there were no walls, and the staff blamed it on clogged drains on the roof thanks to the gardening ministrations of my wife.

For those who don’t know her well, an introduction is in order. My wife is given to moods. Some