And I drag myself back into the house and with free time at my hands, I indulge in the best thing that I can possibly think. I brew a hot cup of ginger tea, scourge for my rainy-day-book and curl up on the bed, content and soon lost in the world of fiction.
This made me think, if for every season can there be a perfect book match that gels with the sense of mood that is prevailing. And the answer is an obvious 'YES'. So, I racked my brain, thinking which book would I tag as a rainy-day-read? It cannot definitely be a boring or of a serious/philosophical kind. Na-aha - that's not for me. Just like my masala ginger tea, the book has to be spicy!