With the rainy season finally commencing in full swing it brings along with it a lot of memories for everyone spanning from childhood to teenage to adulthood.... so on and so forth. But what I remember profoundly is the rainy ride back home from school, especially the one in the rickshaw. So it used to be almost 8-9 of us traveling in the rickshaw back home. Four on one side, four on the other and one with rickshaw wale Kaka (uncle) at the front, a little too much for the little rickshaw but for Kaka to buy a Van he had to have 8-9 of us. Before the rickshaw started there were some ground rules, firstly we had to find our rickshaw and then find our rickshawmates and guide them to the rickshaw so that everyone's time is saved, secondly places used to be fixed for some seasons and rotating mostly during rains as the one sitting beside the doors (or maybe we can call them plastic flaps) used to get wet, then thirdly keep all the bags at the backside so that there...