A walk in the Rain

It started pouring from the sky one day all at once, as if the thick clouds released its entire burden on earth. The monsoon has arrived as a guest before time.

My place is most beautiful when it rains.

With the explosion of electronic media, monsoon is big news for the channels. Weather analysts predicted a good monsoon, it reached Kerala in time and now it will reach the rest of the places in time. Share prices gone up the next day. Agriculturalists and Financial analysts appeared in TV screen and avowed good fortune for the country.

Poor rain, she is not used to all this attention earlier.

Whatever it may be I enjoyed the rains sitting in the swing in my balcony. It rains like cats and dogs, continuously for days together. I have never seen this sort of nature’s benevolence anywhere else. Rain cascaded through the slopes of the terrace and filled my soul.

Monsoon arrives with its live orchestra, accompanied by frogs and insects. Some time it sounded like the tintinnabulation of a thousand tiny bells. When it drizzles it is like a susurrus of a lover. Then it is like a thousand drums playing together. Occasionally rain took the avatar of Shiva the destroyer and danced with full fury as if it will teach a lesson to human insanity.

I enjoyed rains more during my school and college days. Just getting wet and walking in the rain with an umbrella for name sake is a thrilling experience. Those days there were no Rat fevers, dengue, or chicken guinea and we walked without any fear of getting any disease. There were no plastics and garbage on the road, Rain water filled the road we played with paper boats, and our parents did not stop us from playing in water.

Now rains are looked at suspiciously, as a spreader of contagious dieses. I call my daughter for a walk in the rain and she will say it is dirty out in the rain. No one wants to go out in rain. New generation miss the romance of rains.

In fact rains wash the dirtiness spread by human beings in vain year after year. Rains can cool human minds, fill their souls, Wish it could reach out human minds and cleans it year after year! How exhausted the rain will be!

Let me not think any more, I just want to see the rains soaking the earth and drifting to the roots of human existence. I just want to lie down in my bed staring at the darkness and listening to the live orchestra just outside the window.