Excerpt from Kela Bai: An Anglo-Indian Idyll
It was the time of divine weather after the rains. The hot season had burned itself away. The monsoon had burst in sweat-drops at the end of June. Then came four steaming months, when the air was white with the hiss and the swish and the swirl of the rains. The swollen Ganges overtopped her banks, and foamed among the roots of the yellow babul-bushes. Porpoises turned somersaults in the brown eddies. The rain-birds wailed in every dripping grove.
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