Heavy rains remind lighter moments of my life !

Chennai's weather remains hot and humid for most part of the year. For a resident of Chennai, tiny droplets of water caressing one's forehead and shoulders is always passionately welcomed, and I am no exception to it. I would never shy away from these showers, rather, let the cool breeze impregnated with blossoming rain-drops to fill all over my body-pores. As it rains cats and dogs for a short span of time in Chennai, nobody really feels bothered about water-logging, traffic-jams, overflowing drainage, felling of trees, long power-cuts, ugly stinking roads and pavements, etc etc. Most of them love to merry around and spend time to eat hot food stuffs like puffs, samosas, pakodas, medu-vada and other delicious savories available on the road-side shops. Well ! this may the only time when home-food lovers like me would enjoy having extremely steamy-frothy tea in tea-shops with all the hot ready-to-eat stuffs.

The best moments were spent as a teenager, when nine of ten cases you get a day off in school or college for such a lavishly heavy rainfall. But then, this time around you prefer staying inward aloof from all the routine assignments/ homework stuff. Many enjoy watching television, chatting with parents, gossiping with friends, and playing indoor games. While a few just sleep off for the entire day with rigorous clothing fabric like tight sweaters, woolen socks and monkey-caps. What I did was no different from all these activities with an added flavor for traditional home made food stuffs, obviously, till I break-even.

As days passed by,  I could experience the school boy in me maturing to establish a bond with mother nature. What seemed just rainy water then, appears like mighty pearls withered by a beautiful princess living in some unknown latitude and longitude to gently caress her beloved. Thereby, the onset of rainfall marks a slow and steady genesis of a 'poet' within aspiring youth. Well ! at this stage of life, dreams run wilder than most deadly and horrendous specie on Earth. Such dreams become so uncontrollable that it springs with the individual even beyond the rainy season.

I imagined to lay down on lush green meadows and catch a panoramic glimpse of the spectacular landscape around and the sky above me while trying to recollecting such irreplaceable memories. Alas ! at home in Chennai, so, I just felt fully complacent for the blissful act of nature.

Rain rain come again,

remove us of all the pain,

may we feel to work in vain,

till the sun never wishes to shine.

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Snowfall in Chennai will follow the rain !!! (Lets not speculate on nature's play, time will decide)

Awaiting *Nature's* embellishment of the landscape with awe-inspiring *Artistic* beauty after the rainfall !