The First Drop Of The Rains !

Yeah, the feeling ...

Only the one who gets to feel it, can know what I’m talking about.  This summer has been nothing but an idle period of time where I could have done a lot of things but didn’t except for reading some books and bragging about them on GoodReads.

So let’s come to the point, I have been boiling here at my place when some people out there are shivering in cold, guess this is what India is proud of ‘Unity in Diversity’. So again, coming to my agony, I have been suffering here in ‘garmi’, the record-breaker this time. Apparently, the thermometer has never touched 45.4 ever before.  Anyways, the monsoon rains are coveted more than any daily soap coveted by any housewife. And why not, they ofcourse are providing breads to the various mouths unlike any of the daily soaps.

Think of the scenario, you are wishing for simply an impossible. How would you feel if that wish of yours is fulfilled? How happy are you gonna be?

This is pretty much what happened to me. The weather has been almost unbearably, untolerably hot, everybody lost their abilities to even get out of their houses in the middle of the day. The roads totally deserted, nobody to be seen anywhere as far as your gaze goes. Everybody has literally been looking towards the sky; farmers fearing the dreadful. But since the last day it was cloudy to a greater extent. But nobody was ready to be fooled again by the weather as it had been faking it for a long time. And, so is what happened.

I had promised myself. I was gonna dance, and soak myself in the first rain. But that didn’t happen in totality but I did wet myself up there. Actually it was late but I was loitering around on my rooftop, nothing ghostly. There was thundering but as I told you, no one imagined it was gonna rain. And suddenly, I felt a drop on me. And then came the second; and then third. It took three drops to assure me it had started to rain and there I was, ready to embrace it.