AAH! Here comes the monsoon

Had just finished watching “Jhoom Barabar Jhoom” and noticed that it had “officially” started raining outside … ok I must go outside to get some words for my new blog.

After 20 minutes:
Wow! The rain hasn’t stopped though, but I don’t want to forget the words which had just come on my mind. I just have to write them first. Well, let me start with the beginning. I live in DDA flats and here are so many buildings (in the same colony). The starting of the rain is marked by the sweet smell of moistened dust. If I was writing in Hindi, I would have described that better. Anyways, the second thing I couldn’t help noticing was how the colors of the buildings “change” when rain drops starts moistening the dry light brown shade to dark brown. Everything around is so different. The ambience changes from “stupid honking of traffic animals” to “sweet sound of rain drops orchestra”. It’s a treat watching the kids enjoying the rain as well. Reminds me of my younger days when I and my brother used to run on the streets and make ourselves indulged in the rain. Those were good days for sure. But I see a great deal of difference now-a-days. Actually just attached to our colony, there is a slum colony. As I was watching the scene from my balcony, I saw only the kids of those slums enjoying in the rain. I wonder where the kids of the DDA flat people went. I guess they don’t enjoy rain that much. Time has changed; people no longer enjoy getting wet in the rain. Those kids from the slum were having a great time, splashing water at each other, playing in the puddle. I just wished I was young too to join them as well. Apart from those kids, the trees looked greener, had little droplets on them like pearls. The rain was still heavy; the thundering was missing which makes it a bit less scary. There you go, one more of my secrets: I hate rain with thunder. Thunder scares the hell out of me. Anyways, the rain was still heavy and the breeze also flowing through it. As a result of this, some patterns are made, and this mixed with human imagination can make anything. I saw waves, no ships though, but waves. It seemed as if it was some anime movie. Just like in the movie “Finding Neverland”, when Jhonny Depp starts imagining stuff and creates a character called “Peter Pan”. I’m not saying I made one too. I was just meekly trying to compare the two situations.
Ah well, now the rain had died. I wish it will get alive some other day soon and bring me some more words. But I won’t be writing again about rain. But that wouldn’t stop the words entering my head, would it?