India: Season Months In

“This is – Autumn,” Baba explained. “The sky becomes crystal clear. This is when we celebrate Dussehra and Diwali. The moon is so bright you can read a book by it at night.”

“Remember this,” he said.

“Burrr! Why is it so cold, Baba? I thought India was always hot,” Aarav shivered, wrapping a shawl around himself.

Baba and Riya laughed. And the cycle of the seasons—the endless, spinning wheel of months in India—continued its perfect dance.

But soon, the fog lifted. By mid-February, the chill softened. The trees, which had looked bare, suddenly exploded into a riot of colors. Mango trees burst into fluffy golden-yellow flowers, and the air smelled of honey and earth.