This monsoon is certainly one for the books and I got soaked again during my Sunday morning run, the dark clouds hovering over and darkening the southern most tip of the city, Navy Nagar, warning me of what they had in store for me as I headed back from Babulnath Temple. I squelched my way back home, stooping to pick up stray bottles (plogging) along the way, the forced stooping and bending accompanied by grimacing and wincing as the stiff legs and back are forcibly stretched.
Our time at Advent is coming to an end, compelled by the owner's desire to sell the place. Our next apartment, a hop and a skip away from where we have lived for the past nine years, two streets away, will take us from Nariman Point to Churchgate, from 400021 to 400020. It will be goodbye to the familiar neighbours and the guards, to Raja, who true to his name is now the King among the pets in the building, pampered by the security guards and drivers.
This is also the weekend of India's attempt to land an explorer on the South Pole of the Moon. While the attempt looked to have failed, or contact was lost with the rover, it was met with an outpouring of support from people from all walks of life, celebrating the ingenuity and persistence that a dedicated team of scientists displayed over many years over the 'success' as measured at a particular moment in time. It is perhaps a cathartic moment for the country as a whole, wedged as this moment is between the more binary defeat and victory in traditional arenas such as sports, business or even war.
As the weekend progresses the rover has been spotted and contact may yet be established, but plans for the next journey, the next run, are already afoot.
Btw, the banner photo was taken from our holiday home outside of San Gimignano at 6.20 am. What light! It lasted all of five minutes.