After days of sulking in hot sun, continuous praying to the rain god and non-stop cribbing about the constant rising heat, rain birds have finally shot their arrows at the clouds and inaugurated the much awaited monsoons. Hooray!!! It rained yesterday. Mumbaikars finally had a smile on their faces, everybody seemed to be rejoicing. I could see people sitting in their balcony and admiring the little rain drops from heaven. The weather was never so romantic and never so pleasant. This was the time to go out with a loved one for a long drive on a bike or simply take a stroll in the rain while holding hands. The entire evening was so peaceful and soothing. The scene was a feast for the eyes and treat for ears.
While I stood in my veranda and saw children of the colony came out to play football in the rain, I extended my head and opened my mouth to catch a few drops. It was delicious, much more than any exotic ice cream. The ‘first rain scent’ or as we call it ‘mitti ki khushbu’ is much more enjoyable and pleasurable than any exclusive Aroma.
To some, rains bring joy by its aesthetic appeal but to some it has negative effect. Rain metaphorically has a sad connotation- reflected in children’s rhymes like “Rain Rain Go Away”- in contrast to the bright and happy sun. While some people play and dance in the rain, some prefer to shut their doors and windows and stay inside their houses.
Ever wondered what would happen if there were no rains? Except for the ecological imbalance, what would be the other consequences? Rain coats and gum boots would seem pointless, there would be no fun in jumping into a puddle and slashing nothing at people, we would never experience the joy of having garam pakodas and sipping hot tea at a roadside tapri with friends. We would never get to see a rainbow (not that we get to see that in Mumbai anyways). Romance in hindi movies would be in hot sun under a tree; songs like “tip tip barsa pani”, “rimjhim rimjhim”, and “dekho barish ho rahi hai” wouldn’t make sense. Mumbai would never get flooded and we will have to work without expecting an off. There’ll be no more paper boats floating on stagnant water and no more wet football grounds.
I personally love rain, as long as I don’t dirty my clothes on my way to work.
3 comments:
"Miti ki Khushboo pehli barssat ka"...Amazing!!!..I love the rain too...:)
god i am jealous of you i so miss the scent of the first rain drops touching the soil wish i could experience it too. you actually made me think as to what i have lost by leaving pune. anyways nice post really loved it.
Enjoy!!!
A good blog & very nicely written. Makes a lot of sense.
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