The parched earth
Those pregnant, joyful clouds
Scented moist air
Whistling wind, and the sweet chill
The steaming cup
A book in hand
Rain, monsoon, and more rain….!
It’s been raining all day. Dark grey clouds have enveloped the sky and the shower lashed my balcony. Tiny potted plants gleamed with the droplets that suspended slowly from the edges of the green leaves and colorful flowers. I gazed outside for a long…long time, and observed the clouds and the rain and the birds that were hunting for a shelter to avoid getting wet.
Generally, I love when it rains, but today it was different. I could feel the gloom around, and I wanted to see a bright, hopeful…sunny morning. Very soon. I tried to soothe my pre-occupied mind. I tried hard to distract. But, in vain. The thoughts just refused to go…just like those clouds up there.
“When one door of happiness closes, another opens, but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one that has been opened for us.” – Helen Keller
It’s unfair to let go off my share of happiness this way. On that note, let me brush aside the day that just passed and look forward to a new day. Much brighter and positive.
I can’t help it… 🙂 the weather is like that …rainfall & the pleasant breeze. I can only think of this song, dedicating to you all 🙂
Have a super time this rainy season 🙂 …all you lovely people out there!!!
Today morning as I woke up, I looked outside my window just to peek if the weather was cloudy. It was a bright sunny morning again & I was not too delighted looking at it, as I knew it would bring along a lot of heat, sweat & grime. But, to my surprise as the day proceeded there were thick grey clouds; slowly covering up the sparkling blue sky. My happiness knew no bounds. Childlike, I gazed at the hovering clouds that promised a heavy downpour. Just when I rushed out, I felt…those fat droplets on my hands, I looked up…then it poured on my face and then it rained …and rained hard. Ah!!! The smell was intoxicating, as the parched earth exuded after getting soaked in the magical rainfall. I sense the monsoon is around. Somehow, it’s in the air. The damp, moist feel which prompts its arrival. Trees & roads are all washed and they shine clear.
I love these monsoon times; when those dark grey clouds dance madly just to break open, listening to the rhythm of those pearly rain drops as they fall, getting soaked in every drop, splashing into muddy puddles; making paper boats and floating them (It brings back those childhood memories now), those violent thunderous stormy evenings followed by a silent-calm breezy night. Monsoon times around & my craving for generous servings of tea and hot fritters begin whilst enjoying the rain outside at the veranda.
These are times …that one must feel & enjoy! Just surrender yourself to the monsoon this season & have lots of fun & frolic! 🙂