You know every time one of these scientists came up with a study on global warming, I shudder. I mean have you seen those photographs of what Earth would like in 40 years? I suppose we should get started on one of those research studies to see how we can spout gills to survive.
But the Summer of 2010, seems to have softened my fears a bit. We had a mild summer, with a few days of the Sun bobbing and fresh flowers. I spent all of this summer annoying my family and friends in other countries, mostly in Asia, telling them all about the mist filled mornings and the mild drizzles and the cloudy clouds. I don’t think any of them were too happy with this relentless gloat I had going on, but distance and love can be a great restraining influence, and I was therefore allowed to roam around sans physical injuries. Just before I transcended the levels calling for justifiable physical violence, the sun burst forth in all its fury. In fact, the Sun has taken it upon himself to expend all the summer’s worth of sun in one action packed week.
Just like we would not know how to react if we were to spout gills, some of us don’t really know how to react to this spot of Summer in the Fall. Some people have reacted to it most strangely by asking each other what they thought of Robots wherever they met. I am usually fairly quick on the uptake, but I was clueless – foggy if you know what I mean,Ā wondering what robots had to do with global warming. Maybe, I’d let a significant scientific study slip through the cracks.
Some others have become stranger still and talk incessantly about Lord Indra. I know he is the King of Gods and all that, but beyond that I am quite helpless.
All of these factors have left me with a sort of dull ache between the eyebrows. If the temperature goes up any more, and the robots become any matier with the Indian King of Gods, I might just do what the thermometer did.
Did you hear about the thermometer that couldn’t take it anymore? It burst.
I am sorry if that sounded like the rottenest thermometer joke in recent times, but it is the effect of a jarring note on a hot day. I was referring to the thermometer up in LA – it simply threw up its hands in despair and burst at 113 F
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To all you folks who think I just became cuckoo with the heat, I finally figured out that robots have nothing to do with global warming and global warming has nothing to do with Lord Indra.
The folks are all buzzing about Endhiran, the new Rajinikant movie about Robots released this week. Since, it would be odd for folks to behave madly in the middle of Fall in the Bay Area, I suppose these movie chaps prayed to Lord Indra to tune up the temperature a bit. The passing madness could be attributed to the sun on the bare head, you see?
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All is well – watch the robots and wait for the gills to spout.
Nourish-n-Cherish 
Yes, the heat does drive me a little insane too… š
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š š Super ka… Kalakal post… If some of them come here, we would probably go out without even 1 jacket.
Gaathi – they actually burst a pumpkin and had a sutthi podal session. Such a galatta it was I believe!
I was reading and ready to get into fight if something bad is said about Thalaivar but you escaped.
Climate change: My gut feel is, with all the humans are making will have an impact. We have the prize to pay it may be a question of when.
Lord Indiran: For various reasons, I hate this god/angel-king whatever you want to call.
Enthiran/Robot: Best Indian movie in terms of technology (so far)
You and your thalaivar – humph!