after such a long time, this year it rained in delhi. seems like someone has been pouirng his heart up there. it just rains nowadays. wonder why rain has such a soothing effect. it immediately makes me smile. makes my heart ligther. and it seems that we live in a perfect world. i can just keep looking at the raindrops. and if you see them hitting the ground, it seems like hundreds of liliputs are dancing. that's what one of my seniors used to say.
if you overlook the muddy streets, collapsing buildings and jammed roads it leaves behind, rain is the perfect way to end a day. and if once in a while you give the perfect you a break, and dont mind getting drenched, it is also the perfect way of revisiting your childhood.
way back in the 80s and 90s, the summer vacation would be still on when monsoon came to patna. some 10-12 of us would continue our play on the terrace. the rain was not an interruption, it was a welcome guest. none of our parents would stop us from playing in the rain. mostly because our grandmother would give us the permit. according to her, the first rain was the perfect medicine for summer boils. patna at that time wasnt that advanced to experience acid rain, i guess. once the rain stopped, we would run down to the bathroom. water dripping from our clothes. after another shower in the bathroom we would be ready to resume our play.
ganga would outgrow herself every monsoon. last year when i visited the banks during dusshera, i could see chunks of land visible in the middle of the river. i hope this year the monsoon has replenished her. however much the water level, ganga in patna does not exude the deafening noise that it does in rishikesh. it grows old by the time it reaches my city. and sobers down.
river, rain. i guess it's the water that has a soothing effect on me. even the roaring of sea doesnt disturb. it soothes.
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I love this post. Rain is not just an medium of revisiting my childhood. It's a medium to hold on to it.
The way its been raining this year in Delhi is a very pleasant surprise. Whether it is due to global warming, somebody's calculation going haywire up there or some clouds lost their way and decide to land on delhi, whatever the reason, we are not complaining. And yeah, one more thing, rain is not just a perfect way to end a day, it is a perfect way to start one's day. In Calcutta, each year, there would be one or more those heavy rainy day when you could in no way go to school or work. What fun!!
vimsical: ya, but here when it rains in the morning reaching office becomes tougher. and bunking is no longer an option. so it's not probably the best way to start a day.
Yeah, i know. Wish it rained like calcutta and the drainage system was as bad :)
i wonder why people complain abt d muck and puddles when it rains. one is supposed to look up when it rains.
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