Friday, May 30, 2008

When the Rain Gods Arrived



In the evening I opened the window and was struck by cool breeze on my face. Instantly an uncontrollable slender smile burst upon my face. The sky was adorned with dark, gloomy clouds ready to burst out anytime. So it was the arrival of yet another eagerly awaited monsoon.

I dressed up and went to the tea stall in the street. The stall has more visitors than usual. I took my favorite seat near the large window and ordered a tea. The breeze got cooler and the sky roared with gentle thunders. And there they arrived, my tea and the rain. I ran out with the tea cup in my hand to watch those magic moments of the arrival of monsoon. Black umbrellas opened up in the street and the showers played drums upon them. Ah, that beautiful divine music. A few people in the street without umbrellas ran into the tea stall to take shelter. The stall was filled with exciting conversations on the monsoon. I paid my bill and remained there watching the street and the rainfall.

A few minutes later, I slowly walked out of the stall into the rain. The feel of rain on my body was so heavenly; I was filled with immense joy. I walked back to my room happily drenched. My house-owner an elderly, respectable man sitting in his veranda questioned ‘Didn’t take umbrella?’. ‘It wasn’t needed’ I answered smiling. Opening my door, I again looked back at the rain and thanked God for bringing back the Monsoon Days.

8 comments:

PLANET MOMS said...

What a powerful picture. I truly loved reading your blog.

Sandpiper said...

A nice post. The photo is amazing.

Clecia said...

Hi! Just passing to thank you for the visit in my blog. Nice picture and nice post. Have a nice day!

Sekhar said...

Thank you so much Planet Moms,Sandpiper, and Clecia for those nice comments :)

Laurie O'Neil said...

Wonderful story to accompany the beautiful image!

Sekhar said...

Thank you Laurie.

Kay said...

Hi there Sekhar, thank you for visiting my blog. I've enjoyed looking at your other photos besides the Sky Watch and am very impressed. You've got so many lovely photos and beautiful words.

Dina said...

What a great description and illustration! Always we here hear about monsoon as destructive or oppressive, it seems. Now from you I understand the joy of monsoon.

Blessings from hot and dry Jerusalem.

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