It’s the month of April, year 2010. A Sunday, I am on off obviously (Now that’s what I call an advantage while working for US), lying on my bed, thinking what can I do to make it happening, a true enjoyable weekend for myself? The IPL is on high, I can go out to watch a match, or may be go out for a movie, or hey, how about some cool shopping in any famous market of Delhi like Cannaught Place or Central Mkt? And then I asked myself, is it possible to go out of home? Though its 4’o clock in the evening, weather should be a little cooler than it usually is when noon is on its peak. But it’s not what the truth is, even if day is going to dusk, the temp in the city is around 43 deg Celsius, good enough to melt a whole pot, full of solid chocolate, or a statue of Wax. I don’t think I’ll go out and enjoy doing anything (even if I am not made of wax, but that much of heat actually hurts); I may rather end up lamenting myself.