The Tropic of Cancer cuts through the middle, so they say it gives India this hot tropical sun. And the monsoon winds do the rest. But I tell you, I came in December from Gangtok, and in Delhi I shivered in a jacket I bought from a street vendor—where was this 'tropical' then? It decided my trip was all wrong. My life is a night shift, and my only sun is that 6 AM breakfast with my wife; I know about missing the right season.
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