The thing about rains

The past few days have been a blessing in disguise in the literal sense. The temperature was soaring high and all we needed was for the rain Gods to show us some mercy. Much to our likes, our prayers were answered 🙂 . Now, the place where I am in, doesn’t really have monsoon as a season but it has little elements of it. Better yet, it comes in the form of crazy cool winds and then a downpour.


The rains are here! It usually gets dull in the mornings with overcast dark clouds putting a blanket on the sun. This is followed by strong winds where the trees are dancing, where you can dry your wet hair after a bath, where your dog doesn’t demand to come inside the house for some Air conditioner, where the world around you seems to be swaying to the rhythm of nature. I love these winds! Then, out of nowhere you find raindrops making their way to the ground, they are slanting in nature due to the force of the winds and in no time, you can smell the wet earth. The thing about rains is it takes you to a different place. It reminds you of how happy plants can get when you see the true green of their wet leaves. It makes you enjoy cooking, which otherwise is just another chore for you. Speaking of which, there’s mutton fry and some potato veggies for lunch today. I can’t wait for the clock to strike 1:30 so that I can get my tummy’s worth of food.

Rains also take you back to your childhood. I remember going to school sometimes soaking wet as we used to get caught in the rain just before reaching. Once we were within the school premises, while with our friends, it was a different thrill to dry ourselves and our books and bags with not a care in the world. Sometimes I feel we were more independent then than now. Although I still hate getting out in the rain, I don’t mind a little drive in my car. This weather makes you do so many things differently and also makes you miss your family and friends a lot. Some of the most treasured moments have been staying indoors on a rainy day. As a family, we used to play board games for hours and mum usually made us something interesting to eat. It was a perfect combination! Although whenever my father was home, he used to enjoy reading his paper, sipping on some tea and just gazing out of the window, breathing the freshness of the mud.

I can go on and on about this but my tummy is starting to growl and a delicious meal awaits me. I am signing off for now, but I will be back soon 🙂


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