It was a sweltering summer evening. I was on vacation at my mother’s hometown – a small place in Kerala. The town offered a completely different weather from Bengaluru, where I lived. Evenings in this town are hot and usually quite humid. But not this day, as is the case with some lucky days in the middle of summer. There was no chance of rain, and the sky was cloudless. So, we went to the terrace to look at the stars. I was probably 10 at that time, and had already learned to identify planets and many constellations in the night sky. But this night felt completely different. The low light pollution allowed us to see extremely faint stars that would normally be invisible to the naked eye in a city. As we marvelled at the sight in front of us, I told my father “I have never seen so many stars. The sky is so dark. And except for that one patch of clouds, it is so clear.” He followed my gaze to the clouds I had mentioned. When he noticed what I was talking about, he said, “Those aren’t clouds. That’s the Milky Way.”