Rain again.......
There were some showers to relieve us from the scorching sun lately, and I thanked God that I reached home on time and didnt get wet.
As I was thinking of the rain I remembered when I was child how I loved to collect rain water in a mug (it was a red coloured plastic mug :) ). I used to lose patience waiting for it to get filled and would end up with hardly any water in it. Our varandah had a wooden partition and I used to climb up on it and sit watching the rain.
Watching the water trickle from the leaves, rain drops forming designs in the puddles, rain water forming a stream flowing calmly.... And then when the rain stopped I made paper boats and played with them in the puddles :) My mom never let me get wet in the rain, so thats one thing I think I missed out doing as a child.
Even the thunderstorms were interesting. There were huge trees around my house, and they used to sway vigourously with the wind. I used to watch them, praying that they should not fall on my house :P I tried to evaluate all possible directions in which a tree could fall. I stayed there watching, until I got tired or the storm stopped.
Wish I could go back to the times when I would sit and admire the rains again.............
As I was thinking of the rain I remembered when I was child how I loved to collect rain water in a mug (it was a red coloured plastic mug :) ). I used to lose patience waiting for it to get filled and would end up with hardly any water in it. Our varandah had a wooden partition and I used to climb up on it and sit watching the rain.
Watching the water trickle from the leaves, rain drops forming designs in the puddles, rain water forming a stream flowing calmly.... And then when the rain stopped I made paper boats and played with them in the puddles :) My mom never let me get wet in the rain, so thats one thing I think I missed out doing as a child.
Even the thunderstorms were interesting. There were huge trees around my house, and they used to sway vigourously with the wind. I used to watch them, praying that they should not fall on my house :P I tried to evaluate all possible directions in which a tree could fall. I stayed there watching, until I got tired or the storm stopped.
Wish I could go back to the times when I would sit and admire the rains again.............
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posted by Darshana at
12:17 AM
2 Comments:
You still can do all that - admire the rain, stare at it, drench yourself in it and even make paper boats - the only one stopping you - is you :)
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Varun, at 9:52 AM
aah...u sure took me down the memory lane with this one... monsoon in Bokaro was one helluva torrential downpour, unlike the tepid showers you have in the west. we even had periodic hailstorms !! my paper boats had little pebble-sailors and seamen who inevitably persished with the boat itself in the gushing overflowing muddy gutters of bokaro...
i wonder which grumpy old man wrote the lines "rain rain go away...etc"....i am pretty sure i'll always gape and wonder at the magic that is monsoon :)
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ajit nafde, at 2:01 AM
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