What's a blessing,and also a curse..and no, It s not Spiderman!!! If you didn't guess it right, Its the monsoon season.People, like my "Muh Boli" sister Shruti, cuss me day in and day out, because i keep gloating about the coolness and peace i get while i sip on a mocha latte, while the cold gusts of the monsoon wind caresses my face, spraying little droplets once in a while.But what she doesn't know, and something that i wont admit to her, is the heat that follows after the muggin downpour of rain.Thank God for Air Conditioning, and fie on the obsolete mallu government for ripping current off the lines like it was their ancestral property.



When there is a power outtage in the city, all hell starts breaking loose in the homeostasis process of your body.The climate is almost chamelionic too.Thick and muggy changes to hot and humid, the sweltering summer sun beats down to the poltergeisting rains, ruining the morning jog, and making you too lazy to move from that cosy,comfortable bed.This is your lazy day.The Saturday that gets you free during the monsoons.But, the evidently splendid morning gets fucked up when the bloody power outtage comes through.



Yes, you lay sprawled on your sweaty couch, pleading with your open windows to blow a breeze across the room. Instead, the dusty air hangs heavy and every breath you take feels like sucking wind from a bathroom hand dryer. It’s burning, it’s suffocating, it’s too hot to handle.

But guess what: there is a solution. That’s right, Drippy Drew, just toss a Coke in the freezer, let it chill right up, and enjoy a superfrosty slurp when it comes out.



Cool it down.That’s right, if you time it right, then when you yank the can out of the freezer it should immediately get wet with slippery cold condensation. Then it chills your hand and cools you right down, too. And hey, if you’re feeling bold at this point, feel free to treat it like an ice pack and rub it all over your forehead and neck for good measure. And then, when you’re ready, pull back that tab and listen for that sweet sound of cool relief.

Pshhhhhhh.

As you take that first freezing cold sip be sure to notice the tiny little ice crystals swimming in the sea of cola, melting like frozen pebbles from heaven in your disgustingly humid mouth.

Yes, for those who reach this level of Carbonated Nirvana, there is really only one thing to say: you have truly lived. With your T-shirt sweatglued to your back and and your sticky hair matted to your forehead, those freeze-crystals just swim around your mouth and slap your senses. Suddenly you’re enjoying a sugar high, feeling those fizzy vibes, and enjoying that crystal cool sensation of ice bits melting all over the place inside of your face.

AWESOME!




This,my friends is pure downfounded heaven on earth. God Bless Cold Coke!!!!