Its raining!

Its a beautiful rainy day that brings to memory hot chai, some pakoras and mindless conversations among friends, family and dogs. infact i am sipping a hot chai right now. it used to be in the bombay i knew, in the seaside apartment we used to live in, that we would get lashed by rian storms that emptied the ocean on our streets. school would be cancelled, the TV would be on and outside the trees doing a wild nataraj meditation to the song of the clouds, twisting and screaming loudly, each leaf joining in the cresendo. its happening today here in NYC. but i'd like to stay with bombay for a while. everything would be wet, even the air, it was 90% H2O, 10% O2. Cars would churn a great soup of liquid garbage on teh streets. as if called to a great service. go forth and slowly move, a zen walk for cars! inside the passengers would be fuming, honking and wishing for the god of deserts to descend and clean this all up. in india there is a god for everything. 

the rains man, they spoke through the trees, the winds, the sun that never rose that day, the birds that gathered in the compassionate designs of narrow ledges in buildings, the wet dogs that still wagged their tails and one we would want to avoid lest we stepped right into their orgasmic body shake and got sprayed with rian water, bugs and dog hair, the small girls and boys who gathered in their balconies to witness the rejoicing, the breadwallah, the chai wallah, the doodhwallah all still running around their business with innovative designs on umbrellas made with all kinds of things.

and when the rains started to recede, the skies started to clear out, the first rays of the benevolnet sun given permission by the weakened clouds, the ocean still at our doorstep, a surge of joy would rise through me that this was just a great event! An affair of the heart really. I was soaked with the rains inside, wet with each event I had witnessed from my balcony. Now i know  why I wanted to wait until it was all over. It was back to school the next day, but the rains have remained in my heart, evoke pleasure even now. thank you o rain, thank you for visiting me today.