Most Indians have a thing about overcast skies and fritters and chai. Deep fried goodness of flour coated vegetables, chillies, or fish is much loved on most days. But when it rains, this thing that we have for all things fritters takes a heady turn. Sort of like a dull, pleasing yearning. We crave for chai and pakode. I don’t know why, but we do. There is a warm comfort in holding a steamy cup of chai or the kashmiri Kehwa , indulging in the crunch of the fritter and watching the rain through the window or sitting …