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….!
Summer time is soon about to end, and I did not even feel it. This season, it’s been pouring. Every now and then. In fact, it’s drizzling outside at this very hour, after a heavy downpour, and I can hear the pitter patter through the sheer silence of the night. It’s cold, damp, yet, magnificently pleasant.
A weather like this, and I have just had a rich creamy mushroom soup with some perfectly toasted bread crispies.
Finding joys in little things like these, make life a perfect reason to celebrate. No?
If you guys are wondering what’s wrong with me…then let me tell you, I am already getting scorched in this sultry weather(& it’s just march end). So, just trying to look for some sweet & tangy reason to bear with those incredibly hotter, lazy, summary days ahead – with a touch of humor of course 🙂
What are your plans? How do you wish to spend your summer?
My Delhi trip turned out to be an absolute pleasure trip. Good project, good team, good food, and lots of shopping. Met some close friends. Visited places. All in all, good time spent. And now, I am back to my cosy place. No matter how far you travel, no matter where you travel…at the end of the day, it feels good to be back home…to feel safe and sound. To be back to your comfort zone.
However, I would miss the place. Especially, because it was a winter month. For, it had a different charm altogether. Here are some of the things…I would miss, I suppose.
“Travelling, to me is beyond moving. It’s about learning & experiencing new things, meeting new people, exploring a new chapter of my life…in a foreign land” – me
Bitter cold and wintry morning. Foggy and bleak. The trees stood there in absolute silence. Few men covered in thick blankets gathered some dried twigs and lit a small bonfire to comfort themselves. It was 9:00 AM and the mighty sun was idly hiding somewhere.
That’s Delhi in the month of December! While I am saving myself by wearing sweaters, jackets, caps and shawls…regular shots of piping hot chai from a nearby “Tauji ka dhaba” is keeping me slightly warm(In northern India, some natives address elderly people as Tau). Tauji, a very old, humble and modest fauji serves all fresh and nothing stale in his tin roofed, spacious and bright dhaba. The minute I enter, he instructs his boy to get a FRESH ginger tea with less sugar. Cupping the glass with both the hands to get some warmth I sip it slowly; enjoying the ginger flavor. It relieves my throat. I look around and see the indolence on everyone’s face, bit by a chilly-breezy weather.
It’s been just a couple of days and am freezing to death but trust me enjoying every bit of “Dilli ki sardi” 🙂 Am here on work for sometime. First day was simply crazy, had forgotten to collect my baggage from the airport 😉 (Must be thinking that’s very usual of me) Thankfully after some running around and requests got it back. Met some friends, watched a movie, had dinner at a friend’s place and slowly settling down here. Besides work, I plan to tour purani dilli (Old Delhi) one of the days… just to feel the old-time charm! I simply love it…the forts, tombs, gallis and dhabas…and bazaars….
cold nights and foggy days,
I close my eyes,
& silently pray,
for a safe, sound and happy stay!!”
(Had scribbled those lines on my way to Delhi)
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! 🙂
Bardhaman, a small town situated in West Bengal some less than 100 km North west from Kolkata.
A nice weather,sky all covered with grey clouds promising heavy downpour….
The historical Curzon Gate built in honor of Lord Curzon
A clearer view of The Curzon Gate
Sandesh…bengali sweets are incomplete without it’s mention. They are mouth watering, melts right into your mouth 🙂
Roshogulla with raw mango essence (Flavor of the season)
Ahhh hot fritters(Beguni and Alu Chops made of brinjals and mashed potato) with tea at a claystove stall. Nothing to beat a lovely rainy evening.
This man thinking I am a journalist while clicking pictures requested to click one of his pics 🙂
Silver lines..lightening up the night in the sky….
And…I leave the town next day early morning while the sun manages to smile bright after the night’s heavy downpour! While driving back; I envied the simple life that people led there, untouched by most of the modern transitions that has taken place in the cities. They live in their present, happy with the meagre they earn and live contented. They have not advanced, may be which is why they have not lost their simplicity.
The road was strewn with flowers,
a colourful stream of paraphernalia,
amidst the peril of heat & dust.
And I walked through them,
carefully treading not to crush,
the fresh flowers lay there,
wrought with crowning beauty.
I picked them gradually as the dusk set,
it was strewn all withered & laid lifeless!
The fragrance so sweet,
Weather nice and warm,
Is summer already around?
Summers are painfully hot but there’s something distinct about the evenings in summer, when it’s slightly breezy especially during the beginning of the season! Pleasant and cool, it was heavenly when i just went for a brief stroll around the lake. All I could remember was the song from this movie….”Naujawan” …”thandi hawayein lehra ke aayen…..
have been humming it since then 🙂
Under the sky i stand,
Staring up there,
far off beyond the horizon,
the sun grows fainter,
as the dusk sets.
The sky looks painted,
with vivid pastel shades.
I stare up there in silence,
as the sun gently sets!
Childlike I was splashing and playing around in the terrace…
Followed by bengali thali, made some bhaja mug daal( A kind of lentil nicely fried in ghee), palonk shaak(spinach mixed curry), begun bhaja(fried aubergines), alu potoler daalna(Alu parwal curry) and ghee rice. Watched 3 movies in 3 days: Wanted, What’s your Rashee and Dil bole hadippa …. A few hindi movies are neither good or bad …they are better termed as timepass 😉
Pitter…patter rain drops… today it looks like monsoon has set in finally 🙂
Well, the pic says it all…. today’s evening was simply awesome. Dark clouds and my friend and I were drivin back home. We stopped by for some time to relish the moment. I am sure this is a cliche` post with monsoons all around but I could not resist 🙂 . We had roasted makai and a cup of garma garam adrak wali chai…..
“P.N. : I know monsoonz is not all that good at some places like Mumbai and Orissa, where it’s just a nightmare 😦 …i hope India comes up with better solutions to fight such disasters.”
I love this season….the first rainfall on the parched earth which fills the air with that intoxicating smell you can’t resist but enjoy it J Its an ideal weather to spend a day sipping a hot cup of “chai” with crunchy home made “pakodas”…and enjoy the clouds and “baarish”!! It’s the season when you would want to get drenched and splash the water around… (I remember I enjoyed doing that as a kid and …and still would want to do that.)
Nevertheless, it’s a curse for some without shelters…and makes it in-fact tough to earn a living for the day…but that’s how life is all about..not rosy and cozy always!