Kiss of the rain in March

Seems Lord Indra has heard my prayers & provided us with some relief albeit for a short while.Just as February was dragging to an end, the heat was just adding to the woes of my already "bored with classes" life. Its the usual summer ritual in my house, the bottles of water that resided on the dinner table now enter the icy regions of my refrigerator. My antique airconditioner is serviced & restored to a somewhat better than unusable condition. And probably what my neighbours hate the most is that I roam around the house topless after sundown. To all such people I say "My house, My body, My wish!".
But this sudden jolt in the weather pattern might have brought a smile to their disgusted faces. It has been drizzling steadily in my area & the sky has remained a bold shade of grey for the last few days. Must mention that the temparature has dropped & there is a hint of chill in the air. If there were any way of expressing a scream in written form, this sentence would have it, anyway "yyyyyeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa !!!". I absolutely love driving in the cold breeze as you might have noticed in one of my previous blogs. The moisture laden winds caressing one's face & hair fluttering about are only expressions that people who truly experience this can enjoy.
Rain also means powercuts,which in turn leads to "no working" conditions. This gives me some time that I can enjoy with myself in the dark, sitting by the window sill , listening to the rhythm of the rain falling . Rain also means mirchi bajjis. These things can cause up quite a stir in one's digestive system if eaten in the wrong places, but are must-eat items in the rain. Getting wet in the rain is another thing that I love doing, but haven't had the pleasure of doing in a while.
Have you ever noticed the sun & the moon playing hide & seek with the clouds during the rainy season. Its a wonderful sight, you might be under a patch of cloud but your friend a few hundred metres away might be enjoying the warmth of the sun or the light of the moon. Many people associate the grey monsoon with gloom. But for me it represents the respite after the scorching summer months. I feel blessed when the chilly breeze pats me to announce its arrival.
The children I'm sure love the puddles, my 4 yr old best friend Aryan, who has just started attending kindergarten is absolutely fascinated by the paper boats I make.
The rain just seems to accentuate all the greenery around us. On my way to college, I pass by this village called Narsingi. I have fallen in love with it during the rainy season. But the story of Narsingi is for another blog. For now I would like to conclude by saying that I'm a peacock. Wondering why, simple coz peacocks & aditya, both dance when its about to rain.