Three years back the weather was never so unpredictable, Bangalore was never so hot. Sitting in the air-conditioned office through out the day never really gives a true picture of whatever is happening outside, but still, during the week-ends mercury used to lie around readings that would not be make one uncomfortable with the help of fans.
These days weather gods are not that happy. As the day progresses the temperatures are increasing making outside life more and more uncomfortable but the meter inside the office keeps telling the same temperature over and again - 22 degrees. With the help of internet computers keep telling the outside temperatures every hour or so, or whenever I care to run down the stairs for a cup of coffee.
As evenings approach, the angry weather swings, it cools down at the rapid pace. By 6pm the temperature has come down considerably, and by 6.30 the summer season itself has gone somewhere, it has started raining. Just as an pattern over previous couple of years, whenever it got very hot, it has rained in the evening.
Yesterday it went one step further, like emulating weather in the mountains. It was hot in the afternoon, rained in the evening, and showred hailstones in the late evening/early night. On the backdrop of dark night (courtesy power failure), It had become white everywhere, the lawn was covered with hail stones. What a wonderful sight it was.