5th June, 4pm: she was installing some software in her computer. Thinking about 5pm yoga class to attend, she was fixing things as fast as possible. It started pouring. not a havoc sight.. but still one of those first heavy rains of this season..
Oh no!! not now!! she mumbled, ran all over place to close windows. To avoid threatening rain inside house. She lives in two side open corner flat which is ideal to stay in other seasons but in monsoons…..… she kind of suffocate with the idea of keeping windows close :(It upsets her every time when it rains!! Oh, she knows we need rain and absolutely love, admire nature! She loves golden sun after heavy rains!!
Chat windows popup like never before, when people see her status ‘it’s raining with sad smiley’…. exactly opposite to their own happy status! There is something about rain which surely upsets her!
Leaving her work half the way, she got down thinking..
At least, watching rain through window this year is so different and beautiful than those maddening rainy days of site execution and meeting those unrealistic deadlines! Last year monsoon was soooooo busy. After half an hour of introspection and those memories..She felt lucky. sigh! that changed her dull mood into some energy!
she really wanted to know this time why people love when it rains.. why and how people find this rain so romantic??She immediately messaged few people. “It’s raining here! First rain of this season... Tell me your one memory which completes with rain”
To her shock some people replied...Of course with some fond memories!
so here I am ;) by this time you must have guessed it who she is :) sipping hot tea near my window………….watching the greenery outside and this gang of kids playing football in mud and rains at society lawn.. So happily so freely.. I am reading out these messages: I am sure you want to know!
Writing few here exactly the way they were sent. Just few modifications and editing the very personal matter..
Starting with my close friend who immediately called up almost shouting, “pritiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii I got a list! Will mail you!
I can’t explain worthy of this mail. Probably this is the only one which will help me shell out of my mental block when it rains. I would love this blog to end with her mail. Meanwhile lets read some other messages :) and in case if you want to add or share your memories with rain, I will be more than happy accepting those comments or go on editing this blog forever - priti
Oh no!! not now!! she mumbled, ran all over place to close windows. To avoid threatening rain inside house. She lives in two side open corner flat which is ideal to stay in other seasons but in monsoons…..… she kind of suffocate with the idea of keeping windows close :(It upsets her every time when it rains!! Oh, she knows we need rain and absolutely love, admire nature! She loves golden sun after heavy rains!!
Chat windows popup like never before, when people see her status ‘it’s raining with sad smiley’…. exactly opposite to their own happy status! There is something about rain which surely upsets her!
Leaving her work half the way, she got down thinking..
At least, watching rain through window this year is so different and beautiful than those maddening rainy days of site execution and meeting those unrealistic deadlines! Last year monsoon was soooooo busy. After half an hour of introspection and those memories..She felt lucky. sigh! that changed her dull mood into some energy!
she really wanted to know this time why people love when it rains.. why and how people find this rain so romantic??She immediately messaged few people. “It’s raining here! First rain of this season... Tell me your one memory which completes with rain”
To her shock some people replied...Of course with some fond memories!
so here I am ;) by this time you must have guessed it who she is :) sipping hot tea near my window………….watching the greenery outside and this gang of kids playing football in mud and rains at society lawn.. So happily so freely.. I am reading out these messages: I am sure you want to know!
Writing few here exactly the way they were sent. Just few modifications and editing the very personal matter..
Starting with my close friend who immediately called up almost shouting, “pritiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii I got a list! Will mail you!
I can’t explain worthy of this mail. Probably this is the only one which will help me shell out of my mental block when it rains. I would love this blog to end with her mail. Meanwhile lets read some other messages :) and in case if you want to add or share your memories with rain, I will be more than happy accepting those comments or go on editing this blog forever - priti
N: well every second day it rains here, honestly there are many memories from holiday in school due to rain to time spent at home with family. from lofergiri with friends to precious moments with ex love. Many to recount, all were fond memories, thanks for taking me to past and for luvly sms
A: bhai and me. On the terrace of our old building in borivli. Rushing to get drenched in the first shower of pure unadulterated rain. Cool wind. Sweet matti ki khushbu. Wow. I miss it all.
M: when I see rains, I have no memories… only pure internal bliss
K: nice smell of mud, clean -green lush trees, sipping hot choco milk & chatt patta pakodas, sharing same umbrella with hot chicks & eventually getting drenched 2gether ;)
R:My walk with my friend and my dad . . . . 10th std main.. urs?
S:my last year trip to goa was at the time when it just started raining while coming back. What a wonderful drive it was :)
P: many many wonderful memories… I can go forever…
1 – gorai beach rain with wind… with someone (obviously female;-) ) arm in arm sharing an umbrella…
2 – bushy dam lonavala sitting on the steps enjoying the flow of the water with rain having chai and vada pav
3- sitting in the listening to “music from the worl of osho “ watching the rain and beautiful scenery outside from the window…. Light drizzles touching and caressing my face from the window… perfect…
4- independence rock concert at rang bhavan… enjoying live music even though totally drenched in water…
N: the first drop trough an eye leads, falling on ur cheeks.. first u shiver n then u smile.. that’s a feel of rain..
R:ummm. Memories of school perhaps. a rainy day meant no classes and enjoying ourselves madly in the playground. :)
N:
hi...finally I’m writing a mail ...sweetheart u know how bad i am with all this...oks.. coming to the point...first rain huh?...
“first rain never seems to be that beautiful again as it does when one is 18-19 years of age...its like a feeling as if god himself is showering all his blessings on u...and trust me if one is already in love it becomes a memory for life.
my first rain has so many memories attached to it that even in my darkest moods it should make me smile...first rain reminds me of all the masti in my junior college days. spending times with friends at college parking discussing love problems at priyadarshani(p.d) discussing future plans..
life really didn’t seem to be the way it was planned but still when it rains those ties n bonds can never be forgotten...then again comes the first rain ...moving around the town on the bike...when we had no cars...n dreaming that we had one...!
now that we have everything in hand relationships didn’t last...but memories will always... there were times when we also cursed the rain as it would the biggest obstacle n barrier for loved ones to meet...gone were those days also.
then came the reality of life...now again rain reminds of those days when i was in the hospital…..in the ‘bone marrow’ transplant room..where i could only admire the rain through the glasses of the windows...for me that time going and enjoying those drops of rain and feeling them on my body had just remained a dream..never came true...days passed again and gone was that phrase also...on friday evening again when it was cloudy and it poured...i had mixed memories..i could feel that rain again...i could enjoy every moment of it...seeing the green shades all around was just another reason i feel and pray to live longer and longer...it makes me feel so happy...it just brushed up all the past 7-8 years of my life in a fraction of a second...i wanted to call up the world and shout n tell them..guys look at me...im back again...it was like a dream come true...it was an achievement...a victory....i just wanted to bend down n thank god for being so kind to me...things changed...life changed...i changed.,..but my memories with the rain will last forever...forever n forever!!!
too many rains more to see...every time to remind of golden moments spent..and yes of course to create some more beautiful memories......
A: bhai and me. On the terrace of our old building in borivli. Rushing to get drenched in the first shower of pure unadulterated rain. Cool wind. Sweet matti ki khushbu. Wow. I miss it all.
M: when I see rains, I have no memories… only pure internal bliss
K: nice smell of mud, clean -green lush trees, sipping hot choco milk & chatt patta pakodas, sharing same umbrella with hot chicks & eventually getting drenched 2gether ;)
R:My walk with my friend and my dad . . . . 10th std main.. urs?
S:my last year trip to goa was at the time when it just started raining while coming back. What a wonderful drive it was :)
P: many many wonderful memories… I can go forever…
1 – gorai beach rain with wind… with someone (obviously female;-) ) arm in arm sharing an umbrella…
2 – bushy dam lonavala sitting on the steps enjoying the flow of the water with rain having chai and vada pav
3- sitting in the listening to “music from the worl of osho “ watching the rain and beautiful scenery outside from the window…. Light drizzles touching and caressing my face from the window… perfect…
4- independence rock concert at rang bhavan… enjoying live music even though totally drenched in water…
N: the first drop trough an eye leads, falling on ur cheeks.. first u shiver n then u smile.. that’s a feel of rain..
R:ummm. Memories of school perhaps. a rainy day meant no classes and enjoying ourselves madly in the playground. :)
N:
hi...finally I’m writing a mail ...sweetheart u know how bad i am with all this...oks.. coming to the point...first rain huh?...
“first rain never seems to be that beautiful again as it does when one is 18-19 years of age...its like a feeling as if god himself is showering all his blessings on u...and trust me if one is already in love it becomes a memory for life.
my first rain has so many memories attached to it that even in my darkest moods it should make me smile...first rain reminds me of all the masti in my junior college days. spending times with friends at college parking discussing love problems at priyadarshani(p.d) discussing future plans..
life really didn’t seem to be the way it was planned but still when it rains those ties n bonds can never be forgotten...then again comes the first rain ...moving around the town on the bike...when we had no cars...n dreaming that we had one...!
now that we have everything in hand relationships didn’t last...but memories will always... there were times when we also cursed the rain as it would the biggest obstacle n barrier for loved ones to meet...gone were those days also.
then came the reality of life...now again rain reminds of those days when i was in the hospital…..in the ‘bone marrow’ transplant room..where i could only admire the rain through the glasses of the windows...for me that time going and enjoying those drops of rain and feeling them on my body had just remained a dream..never came true...days passed again and gone was that phrase also...on friday evening again when it was cloudy and it poured...i had mixed memories..i could feel that rain again...i could enjoy every moment of it...seeing the green shades all around was just another reason i feel and pray to live longer and longer...it makes me feel so happy...it just brushed up all the past 7-8 years of my life in a fraction of a second...i wanted to call up the world and shout n tell them..guys look at me...im back again...it was like a dream come true...it was an achievement...a victory....i just wanted to bend down n thank god for being so kind to me...things changed...life changed...i changed.,..but my memories with the rain will last forever...forever n forever!!!
too many rains more to see...every time to remind of golden moments spent..and yes of course to create some more beautiful memories......
