Each year I decided not to write on this topic and end up writing on it; as each year I find new Monsoon to live with. We always relate monsoon with memories sweet as well as bitter but why to talk about bitter ones.....
The word has originated from Arabic word mausam (मौसम). This is the most popular season to write on or to have poems on... have you ever thought what is so special about this season... why we remember so many memories with this season...bcoz सारी पागलपंती इसी season में होती है....I mean look at the climate so perfect..cool breeze n shower.
Each one has their own way of enjoyment some enjoy it with coffee at home just by listening music of rain and some actually loves to take those drops on them....In all this there are very few who bothers what you are doing as most of them are busy enjoying their own rain or their way back home to avoid rain...So you have all the freedom to behave as childish as you can even if you are in 60s. The best part is no one can even make out whether you are smiling or crying in the rain...
Each one has their own way of enjoyment some enjoy it with coffee at home just by listening music of rain and some actually loves to take those drops on them....In all this there are very few who bothers what you are doing as most of them are busy enjoying their own rain or their way back home to avoid rain...So you have all the freedom to behave as childish as you can even if you are in 60s. The best part is no one can even make out whether you are smiling or crying in the rain...
I correctly remember when I was in SY, my friend and I was walking on our way back home and it started raining but as I was in mood to be drenched in the rain, didn't bother to open the umbrella.. but my friend did...after few minutes he realized that everyone were staring at him as he was not offering me the umbrella (असली गल तोह सिर्फ उसे ही पता थी) and looks (of people) were so irritating that he declared that he didn't know me...but finally he gave up and he too closed his umbrella and started walking with me.. I still remember those words " you are mad.... you stupid girl... this is crazy.. we both have umbrella" he was just shouting and I was laughing hard...and thats the thing I was talking about, in rain no one bothers whats going on.... till today I couldn't convince that friend of my mine that no one was looking at us it was just his inner conscious making him feel guilty...
I remember, even I had done this madness once.. ... and its fun doing that....I was working on insects for my research and rainy season is the best time to capture them... I had requested one of my friend to come with me just to capture those insects and guess the location Neral... near Matheran... I don't have to tell that I wanted to be with him...(well loved ones doesn't always mean boy friend, so stop thinking about it)... The day was end of August and it was raining so heavily that I was quite sure I am not going to get the insects (as they hide in heavy rain).... but I didn't cancel that .... I went with my friend, poor guy has no clue that we are not gonna get what we are finding still was searching the insects. .... and he got 4... amazing..... he didn't even know how they look like... I didn't get any because I was not searching them...I enjoyed the trek...we walked and talked a lot. Poor guy was so tired as he had never walked so much in rain for so long without halt. Ultimately I told him the truth, can't forget those word "तू एक अजब कोड/रसायन आहेस ... meaning I am unsolved puzzle"... that was one of the best rainy day I have ever experienced.
OK now.....stop guessing the guy... look at the point which I wanted to tell
You have all these magical moments mostly in monsoon..to be precised in rainy season...Like I remember my last monsoon on Sinh gad, which will all together create another blog but I got my new set of friends, 12 brand new friends... a gang. It was jackpot. We lived few of the happiest moments of our life. It was raining heavily and I had warned my bro not to turn the news channel on as it might trigger my mom n dad's BP.... We reached there and I was kid again.. I splashed water from a gadda on one of my friend.. and there he started to do the same.... it was competition. We enjoyed many such magical moments....
Here, I end up with the same note; monsoon is same but each year it gives you something new to live with, few more memories, bad or good, memories of the ones you lost or gain ... they make you nostalgic. Everyone has their own set but we hardly talk about it... they are always there deep inside your heart whether you want it or not making you happy at sad times and sad at happy times.....
Lets see what this monsoon gives you. Enjoy your monsoon and try to grab as many memories as u can.....
Note: "All characters and events in this article are entirely fictional. If you find any resemblance with real life its mere coincidence." ;D
Every one has their own idea of enjoying the rain... few enjoy riding bike in rain.... some love to enjoy it with their loved ones... I know few of my friends used to meet their boyfriend and obviously late तो होना ही है ...and then these dames used to cry that parents are gonna be angry.... In addition Mumbai rail during rain is pathetic... never on time... what can you expect..... all drama... but still they have to be there with their love ones to enjoy all magical moments in rain... I can see same story again and again with new faces around. It is just repeat telecast with new set of casting.
I remember, even I had done this madness once.. ... and its fun doing that....I was working on insects for my research and rainy season is the best time to capture them... I had requested one of my friend to come with me just to capture those insects and guess the location Neral... near Matheran... I don't have to tell that I wanted to be with him...(well loved ones doesn't always mean boy friend, so stop thinking about it)... The day was end of August and it was raining so heavily that I was quite sure I am not going to get the insects (as they hide in heavy rain).... but I didn't cancel that .... I went with my friend, poor guy has no clue that we are not gonna get what we are finding still was searching the insects. .... and he got 4... amazing..... he didn't even know how they look like... I didn't get any because I was not searching them...I enjoyed the trek...we walked and talked a lot. Poor guy was so tired as he had never walked so much in rain for so long without halt. Ultimately I told him the truth, can't forget those word "तू एक अजब कोड/रसायन आहेस ... meaning I am unsolved puzzle"... that was one of the best rainy day I have ever experienced.
OK now.....stop guessing the guy... look at the point which I wanted to tell
You have all these magical moments mostly in monsoon..to be precised in rainy season...Like I remember my last monsoon on Sinh gad, which will all together create another blog but I got my new set of friends, 12 brand new friends... a gang. It was jackpot. We lived few of the happiest moments of our life. It was raining heavily and I had warned my bro not to turn the news channel on as it might trigger my mom n dad's BP.... We reached there and I was kid again.. I splashed water from a gadda on one of my friend.. and there he started to do the same.... it was competition. We enjoyed many such magical moments....
Here, I end up with the same note; monsoon is same but each year it gives you something new to live with, few more memories, bad or good, memories of the ones you lost or gain ... they make you nostalgic. Everyone has their own set but we hardly talk about it... they are always there deep inside your heart whether you want it or not making you happy at sad times and sad at happy times.....
Lets see what this monsoon gives you. Enjoy your monsoon and try to grab as many memories as u can.....
Note: "All characters and events in this article are entirely fictional. If you find any resemblance with real life its mere coincidence." ;D
