June 16. 6pm. “Button, don’t forget your windcheater and make sure Rani and Mowgli take theirs.”

“I’m carrying them.”

All of us drove to Worli Sea Face and got down from the car. All of us wore windcheaters as taking an umbrella would have been futile because of the gusty winds. As we held hands and walked on the sea face, a huge wave came and lashed against us. Button tightened his grasp on my hand. We had barely walked a short distance when we realized that all of us were dripping wet. There were others like us who had gone to welcome the rains. We also witnessed a small child walking on the parapet who almost got washed away by a huge wave had it not been for the timely tug by her father. Button later insisted we have some corn-on-the-cob for which we had to walk to practically the end of the stretch. In the meantime, three more waves came and hit us.

“Come, I’ll get some potato sandwiches from that sandwich vendor across the road. Years back, when we used to go on similar adventures, we used to have a sandwich and a bottle of masala milk for dinner and go back home. The simple potato and green chutney sandwich is very tasty. And it tastes even better since it’s piping hot.”