It is that time of the year again -- when the air is full of the sweet scent of rain, earth and fresh grass. I love it !!
One of my favourite songs, "Rim jhim gire saawan....." plays in my mind with a fresh melody of its own and there is some magic in humming it, while I watch nature perform one of its most rhythmic dances.
Rains somehow remind me of my childhood days, when their approach heralded the beginning of another school year and the end of summer holidays. How I would wish I could remain at home -- to cozy myself in a corner of the window, watching the clouds gather and raindrops fall, reading a book and munching on fried delicacies. Instead, with a heavy bag and heavier heart I would be packed off to school. :(
There I would wait for the day to crawl by, trying to make no sense of what the teachers blabbered or what the books described. The darker it would get, the lighter I would feel --with the thought that the delicious atmosphere would likely continue late into the evening, and I would then be free to enjoy it as I please....
posted by Sylvia D'souza at 7:31 pm
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