Rain on me

We’ve been taught that Indian monsoons visit between June and September and so we believe.  A stray shower here and there, beginning June and social network forums were abuzz with welcoming the rains in their full glory. I received ‘happy rains’ sms’ too.  But I’ve known from experience that till the skies are not downcast for the better part of the day and I am not wearing my rain shoes, it is not the monsoons, no sir!

         The glaring sun rays tanned everything to an auburn hue the next day and we were still in summer mode, apparently. Post many false alarms, my android phone (yes, this is an important piece of information) predicted heavy showers on Sunday. I laughed! The azure blue sky joined in with a bigger chuckle. Besides, the MET department had also announced that the monsoons were delayed by another week, not that their predictions mattered. I was content in knowing better. The clouds seemed a little ticklish as it began drizzling. I remain unfazed. Slowly and steadily, like the build up to a movie climax, the heavens opened up and I thought I caught my Android phone in a green smirk.
Waiting to download….

The rain gods had finally arrived to the Wild, Wild West, and for a true blue Bombayite like me, they are my fav season of the year.  I see you shake your head in disapproval, but then again, this really is a manufacturing defect. My family loves the rain, so it’s not just me. Yes, we do see the usual potholes, floods, traffic jams, water borne diseases, dirt, filth and dampness. But for some funny reason, we tend to look at the bigger picture and believe that the rains will wash away these inequities in time. Besides, all the above mentioned ‘social issues’, including the water woes, remain irrespective of the seasons!

My affiliation with the ‘pitter patter’ started when I was all of 6. I was lucky enough to live in a colony that had a huge play ground. Those days the gutters were an efficient part of the drainage system. Fresh rain water would collect in them and we kids would run to have our own paper boat races. What fun! Then when we were done being competitive, we’d go fishing in the same gutters, get hold of cute baby fish and keep them in jars. Biology ruined our fishing escapades the day we learnt that what we had were actually tadpoles. Don’t remember any fishing trips post that. Going to school during the monsoons was a thrill by itself.  A declared rain holiday was on the secret wish list of every kid who knew his way around puddles.  My friends and I, on the other hand were into puddle management. You splash a puddle, we can re-splash it better! No points for guessing, we were the reference point for BRATS you did not want to have!

The rains are finally HERE!

As I grew older, the rains enamored me with their aesthetics.  Everything was suddenly fresh, green and lush. When a lazy ray of sunshine gleamed on the tiny water droplets, at once there would be the brilliance of a thousand suns. The sweet smell of the parched earth with the first few drops of nectar till date remains a fragrance par excellence (Followed closely by that of petrol. Yeah, I am weird in a way.) I became poetic and my love for writing saw me penning a whole lot of prize winning essays and speeches for elocution.  My love affair with the English language had begun and so had the other kinds. Whilst in college, I dated this cute guy who would always say “Every time I think of you, it begins to rain”. Needless to say, our relationship did not go beyond September as I wasn’t willing to relocate to the Equatorial Rain Forests. The rains however continued to be my most sought after season.

A sailor in his uniform is quite a treat, but one without it, is even better. It was during these wet months that I chanced upon this great guy who remains my best buddy till date.  How, when, why did we become who we are, is probably a distant memory but what remains vividly etched is our numerous outings in the city showers.  The street aromas combined with our adventurous spirit, we literally painted the town in a myriad of rainbow colours. Hell, we even celebrated his break up in style (he is going to kill me for this).

Another Queen of the Night on it’s way 🙂

 

The rains are special because I have fond memories.  The moment the grey clouds begin to assemble disorderly, my heart wanders to ‘yesterday once more’. The first droplets take me to a childhood I was privileged to have. As the cool and fresh breeze gently brushes past, I think of all those wonderful people who I am grateful to have in my life. And when the showers come in full storm, I feel blessed for every little grace I have received.  Then I see my little garden turn green in anticipation and hope sprouts for yet another season.

               

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26 responses to “Rain on me”

  1. Blogwati Gee avatar

    Awwww, sorry to hear that…but then to each his own.

  2. Blogwati Gee avatar

    @Uma….you said it!

    @Janu…rain main romance toh banta hai 🙂

  3. Blogwati Gee avatar

    @C.Suresh….then come back when it rains and like this post. 🙂

  4. The Solitary Writer avatar

    I am glad that you love rains.I have several reasons to hate and avoid rains. I tell you that I have very bad memories associated with it…Between its raining heavily in Mumbai 😀

  5. Uma avatar

    Rains….woh.They always capture every poets and writers eyes…such is there beauty and strength.

    Well-written post !

  6. JANU avatar

    Exactly my sentiments..sans the guys. Wish it were same too 🙂

  7. C. Suresh avatar

    Would hv loved this post but for the fact that it makes me green with envy as of now…absolutely no rains in Bangalore yet!

  8. TTT avatar

    hey I am still waiting for the rain here !!! lucky you !

  9. Blogwati Gee avatar

    @TTT….something about waiting and watching and the fruits are sweet 🙂

  10. Blogwati Gee avatar

    Dear Subho,

    Yes, the rains I think were devised by nature to wash us clean of all our thoughts and worries. The emotional baggage that we all carry weighs much more than anything else. The rains, hence are my happy place. I love them, calm and serene…right now too it is raining…and it is me and morning cuppa coffee…..bliss 🙂

  11. Purba avatar

    Rain invariably coaxes out the young girl in us, dying to shed her inhibitions and soar like an unfettered kite.

    Right now your write is more like rain-porn for me. I can only fantasize about it.

  12. subhorup dasgupta avatar

    loved walking through your memories in the rain. as one grows older, sometimes it seems odd to get out there and enjoy the rain, something that younger and sillier people do. my elderly mother once helped us see this at a particularly difficult time of our life by insisting that we all go out and walk in the rain. it was a sight as this group of old people and some not so old people awkwardly walked into the rain and slowly started enjoying it, and then started behaving like kids who had held their laughter back for way too long. thanks for this lovely post.

  13. Alka Gurha avatar

    Is there any way you can send the excess to Delhi….we are parched. enjoyed reading it.

  14. Ash avatar

    Oooh… I just don’t like the rains. They mess everything up… the roads, telephone lines, cable TV, power… ew.

  15. Blogwati Gee avatar

    @Alka….you should have respite soon with the way it’s been going…..Fingers crossed!

  16. Blogwati Gee avatar

    @Purba…..Lol! Jao aaj tum bhi inn barasti boondon main….Mandakini ban jaao….:D

  17. Blogwati Gee avatar

    @Ash…….Nahiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnn keh do yeh jhooth hai 🙁

  18. Blogwati Gee avatar

    Awwwww….mujhe bhi apna purana ghar bahut yaad aata hai…yes about the look, I thought it was time to change. 🙂

  19. prateek mathur avatar

    Nice post Blogwati jee :)…ghar ki yaad dila di apne 🙂
    btw, i liked the new look of ur blog…

  20. Blogwati Gee avatar

    Hey Ghazala, thanks for dropping by 🙂

  21. Ghazala Hossain avatar

    Rain and Romance go hand in hand, and it’s drizzling here. Loved all the pictures :))

  22. scribby avatar

    I loveeeeeeee rains BG 🙂

  23. sharmila avatar

    It wasn’t raining so I left for a place where I heard it was raining.I spent a dry week there and rushed home when I heard Mumbai has rains.All wet in excitement (Jee Haan!!)I came back to a dry Friday Grrrr..
    BTW if it is not too obvious I lurrrvee.. rains.

  24. Blogwati Gee avatar

    @Scribby……………ME TOO!

  25. Blogwati Gee avatar

    @Sharmila…..Bhagwan ne tumhari sun lee……..zara bahar toh dekho….:)

  26. Corinne Rodrigues avatar
    Corinne Rodrigues

    Five years in Mumbai and I’ve finally learned to love the monsoons! The first few years I sat home and grumbled but now when it rains I want to go out!! Am I crazy or just a confirmed Mumbaikar? 😉

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