
There was a chapter in a game once—Endless Summer, in Bully. I remember finishing it and thinking—this wasn’t fun. You may disagree, game indeed was fun, but relentless sun, and chasing shadows once game is finished rarely spell joy.
Aa Now, decades later, that fictional summer seems to have leapt out of the screen and onto the streets of India. And let me tell you—it’s not fun to play.
As a lawyer, my daily uniform is a black coat. A fine choice in winter, a professional necessity in spring—but in April 2025? It feels like I’m cosplaying as charcoal. I’ve surrendered. Not to the heat alone, but to air-conditioning and a tall glass of chilled lassi. My only rebellion is that I haven’t started commuting by camel yet. But give it time. With India mirroring sub-Saharan temperatures, maybe that’s the next logical step.
This isn’t just dramatic prose—this is data-backed dread. According to the Climate Change Institute, University of Maine, the temperature map from April 7, 2025, paints a sobering picture. India is blazing, glowing red-hot like it’s auditioning to be the new Sahara. And it’s not even peak summer.
Climate change has a peculiar way of sneaking up on us—first as headlines, then as heatwaves, then as altered routines. We shrug, we adapt, we install another AC. But adaptation isn’t a solution, it’s a sedative. And while we cool our homes, the planet continues to warm.
There’s a cruel irony in all this. The earth is getting hotter and hotter—but not in the Salma Hayek way. It’s not Chris Hemsworth hot. It’s hemisphere-on-fire hot. The kind that makes you rethink dress codes, urban planning, public transport, and planetary priorities.
Maybe the answer isn’t just in policy or protest. Maybe it’s in satire, awareness, and sweaty, honest conversations. Maybe it’s in writing this post, somewhere between courtroom rounds and a glass of buttermilk, hoping someone reads it and thinks: This isn’t normal. This shouldn’t be normal.
Till then, I’ll keep my black coat, my lassi, and perhaps order a Saharan robe—because if I can’t save the planet, I can at least survive it in style.
Later.
