the country in the city

Today went for a toss and threw me in too. The weather is becoming unbearable, even at 8 am the sun and humidity felt like mid-day heat. I dropped my clothes in a public squat-toilet by accident today. I spent the day expelling the poisonous wrath of three-day-old food and nursing a throbbing heat-stroke headache. After dropping my clothes in the toilet I found my way home, threw away the clothes, turned on the ac, had a long hot shower,and crawled between my beautiful, cool, blue bed sheets.

I know you want to know how I dropped my clothes in a public toilet. I can say that in that moment I craved the nearly sterile facilities of my childhood home. The story's a bit embarrassing and one I would tell if I could be slightly inebriated. So, buy me a drink next time I see you, and I'll tell you how it happened. ;)

Earlier this week, a man had knocked on our flat door to tell us to shut the windows. He planned to remove honey from the beehive outside of our building and he did not want any to fly into our home. The lady-of-the-house told him to bring the honeycomb to our flat so we could watch him extract the honey. The guy was dressed in an untucked, short-sleeved, cream button-down shirt, brown flood water trousers, and he was barefoot. He smoked out the bees (somehow managed not to get stung or is used to it) and carefully pulled out the comb. When he came up stairs we gave him large pots and he strained the comb and this translucent amber liquid flowed into the pots. He ended up extracting 7kgs of honey! He said this is the season that bees take the nectar of jamun and hence the honey has a slight jamun flavor. Sometimes natural honey has a back-bite, but this is smooth tasting and a little fruit-yumdelicious.