The cold strong winds that make you shiver and the thick black clouds that span the sky.
The different shades of green all around and the saundhi-saundhi mitti ki khushboo (sweet smell of the soil) that emanates as the first rain drops fall on the ground.
The rain drops that soak you however you hold the umbrella and the many hued umbrellas themselves showing that variety is indeed the spice of life.
The deliberate walking through the puddles and the splashing of water while doing so.
The rainbow that leaves you in awe as it seem to curves over the entire city and the joy of having spotted it.
The smell coming from a home where hot pakoras (fritters) are being fried.
The garma-garam chai ki pyaali (hot cup of tea) in one hand and a book in another.
Watching the pitter-patter raindrops while standing by the window and automatically singing romantic numbers.
Not to forget the wonderful sleep which catches you any time of the day.
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PS: What is your favorite part of the monsoon rains?
4 comments:
Hello...... After stuggling so much to reach NCL??? U still like this wheather??????? Most disgusting sus road, makes u feel romantic while walking........... I cant belive.... One more time u can go out, think and modify u'r post..........(I wont mind getting another letter from u in my letter box!!!!)
Lalitha
these comments are understable coz they are coming from you Lallu!! you obviously don't have any sense of imagination. hehehehe
Ya! I agree... But I want to live in a real word, not in an imaginary one.... I dont want to imagine potholes as pools and susroad as heaven....(But still I'll come to ur place).. Appreciating u'r imagination..........
Lalitha
good,keep fighting!!!!!!!!
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