New Delhi: When I woke up it was a typical summer day. Bright sunny and warm. Around 8.40 there was a hint that it might rain as clouds had started accumulating and cutting off the harsh morning sun.

Within an hour, on my way to work, the sky was covered in a vast blanket of thick dark clouds, the pleasant and mild breeze turned stronger swaying the trees along the path. A terrible dust storm gripped the city and large droplets of rain start pattering on the windswhields.

Grins started showing on even the most sombre of faces with rear seat passengers on my charted bus behaving like teenagers. "Khan saheb hum wapas ghar jaa rahe he ya daftar ja rahe he?"

Gusts of wind swept dust off the road onto my face as I deboarded the bus and staggered across the wide road towards my office. The billowing wind threatened to sweep me off my feet. Hair streaking across my face and salwaar kameez flying, I swept into my office. Excited colleagues met me on my way upstairs and began dragging me again outside, but I declined.

Inside the office it was another world. Insulated walls and airconditioning not a hint of the chaos outside was felt inside. My excited demenour sent most collegues scampering to glimpse the scene outside.

:)