Summer and the hills is a relationship humankind has developed for a long. It’s like zen for the parched soul. But we couldn’t make sense of this cliché thanks to climate change. We left Delhi in early May, when the maximum temperature was a salubrious 23 degrees centigrade, as against the usual 40+. We left early at 5.30 am. But soon, a pea-soup-thick fog impeded progress. Fog in May? Well, you had to see it to believe it. We nearly missed the highway. For 80 km till nearly Hapur, it continued.


