No matter what anybody may say... there is something magical about the Delhi monsoon. The first few showers are so welcome, they make all women feel like Sridevi in a wet saree. Last weekend while enjoying the first shower of monsoon (my first monsoon with my husband) we decided to cash in on Chittapan's promise of Gol Gappe. So, we hopped to their place and left for market. Though the drizzle had almost stopped by that time, we watched the crowds outside the Dwarka markets dancing under a light drizzle. It reminded me of the one really gauche and hopelessly scripted scene from the film - when the actress in the film frolics provocatively under obviously artificial studio rain, kisses a visibly embarrassed Naseeruddin Shah and promptly produces a baby! Monsoon is really magical :)