Saturday, August 16, 2008

And then, it rained !







6 pm. Walking back from office alone, under an unusually dark sky , kicks feelings.. Huge pockets of clouds, about to burst , like a hurt girl at eighteen..both filled with nothing , yet something. A couple of ten year olds teettering back from school, discussing cricket over cut slices of unripe salted mangoes, reminds you of your age.You suddenly miss all those came, went and taken for granted joys of your life and the word bygones become the only tagword for your memories.
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And then it rained.
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Thick sheets of H2O whirling down my glasses in gay abandon.A blurry aquatic world everywhere.A girl racing past her bicycle in a dirty yellow raincoat silhouetted against the grey sky instantly remind me of Raveena Tandon. Ola :) The old woman selling hot bhuttis to young lovers.Frogs croak from the nearby pond, the dog stands shelterless on the road ,the chai shop does brisk business and my baniyan hugs onto me in unconditonal assurance.


Suddenly you remember all those days which had a weather like this and when all those things happened . All those rainy treks, fights, talks, trips, walks hit in the 70mm of your mind. You suddenly remember a long lost person. And then suddenly try to get over it. If you are sentimental enough you would sing "Nahii saamne ye alag baat hain..." to yourselves. Or recollect painfully how she left in the lightning and the rain.. Rains have it. Hurts and compromises of the past float up and out of you like unkept naughty secrets.


Rains also bring out a riot of colorful memories. You remember the time when you feel so relieved as Dad reaches home by the first streak of lightening and all of you enjoy chai-pakora in the veranda discussing neighbours, tv serials or planning Diwali puchase. Until it stops raining and you put on your canvas and run wild outside with your friends.. Or think of the night when it rained the hardest and you thought of the poor guys in the railway station from under your blanket.Or the time when your tuitions were cancelled for the rains and you had all those three hours to kill with your friends before reaching home.Or the time at hostel with friends and how rains made everyone miss home. Or the first time in the rains ,you gave your jacket to show someone you care.

Walking along my thoughts, i couldnt help notice this young couple i was following all this while.Arms in arms,head to head, both entwined into each other.All wet, both of them. The boy carrying the girl on one hand, and a closed umbrella in the other..God bless, i wished and turned my way.
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True when they say that the best thing one can do when it's raining is to let it rain.



18 comments:

Anonymous said...

Now this one goes with the season and there are many more things which may come to ur mind when it rains...those powercuts..to pass time u play truth and dare or chess or chitchat on mobile with ur close friends.. u love the darkness , if u talk about day time a long ride with group of ur friends to a nice hill staition on ur bike... well hats off to the imagination now my mind horses are running in all direction cheers for rain...

Che said...

very well written visual piece.

aastha-inks said...

yeah at my place ,years back, heavy rain would mean entry of rainwater into the hallway due to a lopsided portico! n there i would love playin abt in the water making sure it looked like i was helping mum clean it up :) an unwarned rain also meant running up to d terrace to get d clothes left to dry.. and enjoying those first few drops of d drizzle subtly wetting naked parts of you..

Arshed said...

You know why I like what you write?You bring my bygones right before my eyes. It feels like reading about my own past. So familiar. The chai pakoras, the missed tuitions and yes, the passing of the jacket as well. By the way, we did have a childhood together, right? So I guess, I am not surprised at the familiarity. Kudos to you mate. Awesome read. Thank you.

linda may said...

G'Day, I am visiting via sunday scribblings. I liked you post. Rain is something I personally would like to see lots of here. We need it and would welcome it with open umbrellas.
Even with the cold weather we have here now.

gautami tripathy said...

H2O trickling....I like that feeling..

Has anything changed?

Stan Ski said...

I love sitting, watching the rain, and just thinking. Many places are visited mentally that, physically, I never get to see in fine weather.

BaKfIrE said...

wonderful post dude....
some lines actually made me nostalgic.

Nupur said...

Lovely post...!! It was raining while I was reading ...so it made all the more sense!! I just lovve the last line!! And the pics are all awesome!

Anne said...

nice post..reminds me of the times at school..we would open our socks and shoes and run all the way home..

Shanky said...

HA!!!!! I am drenched!!

Che said...

I didnt know it would take so long to write about me :P

Medusa said...

wow .. what a timely post! Right when i was all tired of rains in UK, thanks for reminding me how beautiful rains are! :-)

Sach1 said...

:) nice post! Its good to have some rains but as they say, excess of everything is bad...Liked the pics a lot :)

-Sachi
http://sachi-stayingalive.blogspot.com/

D Writer said...

nice blog...

Unknown said...

"Thick sheets of H2O whirling down my glasses in gay abandon.A blurry aquatic world everywhere.A girl racing past her bicycle in a dirty yellow raincoat silhouetted against the grey sky"

I have never seen anyone describe the ineffable beauty of nature in such a picturesque way.

Anonymous said...

Brilliant images. Love them.

Sayalee said...

Worderful1!!!! :D
Pics are so beautiful....it reminds me my past.

Great buddy...