more rains.

rains rains and more rains.
Being inside suffocates me. I come out and breathe in quantites of fresh air, walk a bit and then get tired of the cold.
lonely street.
Right opposite Royal Fort garden. Green leaves.
What a privilege.

Spent a few hours yesterday with a young student from Italy who wants to spend time in India. Young man - listened to him talking continuously, full of dreams.