Family Tathagata Mukhopadhyay (1) My fever had increased. Just a few days ago I was caught in a jam with my scooter. And then, came the rain with its full fury, giving me little scope to take shelter under a nearby shop or a flyover. The traffic was immovable and the rain merrily bathed me from tip to toe. I could feel rivulets of rainwater flow through my chest, my back and even inside my trousers. The next morning I woke up with a temperature and a wicked body ache. The old injury of my hip joint was making it worse. I had gotten this way back while trying to teach Ronnie – then a little boy – the tricks rappelling in Lonavla. The injury has not healed. Some injuries never heal… Mumbai, this year was having more rains than the weathermen had predicted. It had started, as usual, in June and continues even though it's almost the end of August now… I tip-toed to the bathroom to douse my face with a splash of water. I looked at myself in the washbasin mirror. That unshav...