After the scorching, humid spell the overcast afternoon sky was a welcome sight. We rushed to the rooftop, faces upturned we looked expectantly towards dark somber clouds. They gazed us back with a passive expression as if testing and teasing. Just when my imploring and pleading look was about to turn into an accusing one a single rain drop kissed my forehead gently and then sloped down………..Ah for that gentle caressing touch……a blessing from the heaven above. That first rain drop acted bi-dimensionally….it sloped down filling all the pores on the way with life like a finger playing softly on the keyboard invoking the music, and at the same time the cool soothing effect percolated slowly deep down straight from the point the drop had touched me and the fusion of the feelings and sensations, coursing from two different directions was like a celestial experience…………as if a flower slowly unfurled it’s petals midst morning mist…….the soul opening up and embracing the priceless boons bestowed upon me………
We don’t really need to retreat to untouched, pristine locations to commune with nature. We can have that divine fulfilling experience even midst our concrete jungles albeit we develop and nurture a combination of acceptance and embrace. Acceptance of the place widens our perspectives, it allows us to see what is before us…..the green of tender neem leaves peeping through a narrow gap between two high buildings, the stately amaltas with a single bunch of golden yellow droplets swaying gently despite being entangled midst the mesh of wires, the birds atop poles and buildings, the strings of raindrops lined on wires, laughter of little kids jumping on the roadside puddle……………..or the first rain of the season.
June 27, 2011 at 2:37 PM
Kuchh gahra gahra sa…
Kuchh thahra thahra sa…
jharte badal sa jhar jhra…
bahti hawa sa marr marr..
Tere chehre ki hansi main shamil…
Ak Thanv…Ak gannv….Ak duaa..!
June 28, 2011 at 2:25 AM
wow….ab ise kahate hain ham priya ki kalam………..tumhare shabdo ke bad hame apna aap beintha khoobsurat lagane laga..
God bless you my dear girl…
love
namita
June 29, 2011 at 3:53 AM
WOW!!! You are truly enjoying the rains. Lovely pictures!!!
BTW ye baarish mein bheegne ke baad chhaate ka kyaa kaam??
Pose karne ke liye??? ;)) LOL
Cheers and Regards.
June 29, 2011 at 10:15 AM
hey mu………..pics ka sequence gadbada gaya……..in fact the umbrella one has to be on the first place.went on roof top with umbrella but then got tempted by rains and kept it aside to enjoy the rain……………….that was a beautiful afternoon.
love
July 20, 2012 at 9:03 AM
how i miss rooftops after shifting to kolkata! you reminded me of my days in burdwan. i used to drench myself till my lips turned blue. 🙂
July 22, 2012 at 3:05 AM
Oh Sharmistha,I appear to evoke your loads of memories of Burdwan days.May be life at my side is still runs at a pace of your those days.I feel happy to bond with you.
July 22, 2012 at 7:25 AM
loved the article!
i am so longing for a rain now!
July 23, 2012 at 3:28 AM
Thanks Tanushree…here it has arrived and weather is much better.
February 22, 2020 at 4:32 AM
I like rains and occasionally getting drenched in it.
However, since I am stuck in Mumbai, I have come to be quite apprehensive and frustrated with the rains. One spell of rainfall means a havoc on Mumbai, which is “considered” to be the city that never stops. I shudder going to office during these months. It’s a matter of shame that a simple rainfall can knock the financial capital of India flat on the ground, year on year.
No doubt the sights and scenes on the Western Ghats become quite good during the rains, but this aspect of Mumbai doesn’t let me enjoy the same.