Yeh raat bheegi bheegi, yeh mast fizayein…
Utha dheere dheere yun chaand pyaara pyaara…
Bheegi bheegi raat aur ek pyarasa chaand!! Waah kya combination hai!!! I just love this song…
Why?
Because I love the way the lyrics show subtle romanticism… rains and moon are always associated with romanticism… be it any language or any culture… its universal…
What’s more? Our own beloved Bollywood always depicts all those romantic love scenes in rains only… Rain-drenched actresses are a trademark of Bollywood…
But that’s not the reason why I’m writing this blog… it’s the rainy season… and I love water in any form... especially when it pours down heavily from skies… I just love those heavy rainfalls, be it anywhere…
Right now I’m here in the hostel, away from home… and I do miss Mumbai rains… I know some people might laugh at me, because I love all those muddy Mumbai rains, even if its all dirty and water-clogged everywhere… I was one of the persons who was irritated by all that shabbiness… I still am, but the moment I sit in the window of my Thane home, a cup of masala chai in my hand, I just forget all that is shabby in the world… I’m just thrilled because rains are there… the way the raindrops touch my windowpanes, I feel that the nature itself is caressing me with its hands… it is calling my soul with open arms… “Meghana, what are you sitting there for? Come out, shake a hand with me, I want your company today”
When I hear that call from the nature, I loose touch with all reality and sophistication, and I just want to run out like a small kid, and get drenched in rain, only to find my mother scolding, “beta, you’ll catch a cold”… what the hell, I go out onto the terrace anyways, and let me tell you, my mom has never stopped me saying that I will catch cold… She herself comes out sometimes to get drenched, and we don’t remain mother and daughter, we just become two giggling kids, who extremely enjoy the rainwater and are thrilled to see the rainbow, if it appears in the sky…
My love for rains is there with me since childhood, and I don’t think I’ll ever care about the world if I want to embrace nature with both my hands, get wet in the rain and more importantly, just be happy that’s rains are finally here…
Every person has a child inside him/her, whatever be the age… and the child inside me just wants to run and run and run… to see the heavy downpour all around me, to see the nature welcoming me with all the greenery spread around, to realize that life’s here again, to discover that the smell of earth is sweeter than any perfume, to just be a kid and not to worry about anything in this world… just take in those moments of joy and absolute bliss… never to think again…
nice blog.....good to see the child in u is still alive, its imp to keep the enthu going in da times of stress
ReplyDeleteTrue, beauty of rain is irresistible.. I would love to share my memories with the rain.. the lovely rain..
ReplyDeleteStarting with our very own campus.. Aish always used to say... it never drizzles at campus, it simply pours ... one time and every-time... and IMT just glows with happiness.. so do we! I remember one night when we were coming out of the mess after dinner, it started raining cats and dogs.. some were standing near stairs.. waiting for it to slow down, but … but we ofcourse were on our way towards our very own baddy court... soon we realized there was power failure near the mess area and the B-block.... although A-block was still illuminated.. and to our surprise few of our batchmates were already there standing in mid of the hostels.. and dancing. We joined them.. further moved towards the B-block girls hostel, water all over, it was beautiful… the water on the stairs outside the B-block girls hostel was flowing exactly like a fountain….. lovely it was! And soon the game begun… my dear friends… Arindam, Tony and others came… now… one by one we were down inside the pool made there for the time being….
Also, not to miss the beauty of the highways in rains…. It was cloudy evening, me and Aish were going towards Dorli, soon it became dark, clouds all over… we thought of coming back. But as always… it started pouring immediately… we saw some of our juniors who went to Dorli for haircut (as healthy interaction was still on!) standing in the shade there, but we were again on our way! It was awesome to be in rains.. on the highway… cann’t explain…. U simply feel complete… that’s it! While we were still enjoying the rain and the highway, we saw few bikers coming towards us, some what troubling us; for a moment I really got scared, but soon we reached our home… n we were all safe….
Now when I am a corporate … how does it feel? Sitting in my cab silently… watching it raining outside… just wanting to get out and dance… literally! Still I have my ways of enjoying… opening the window glass.. now mast droplets coming on me… feeling the strikes of rain…and soon the window glass is rolled down and I am half wet…. who cares.. if m going to office.. you just can’t compromise with rains na..?
Not even when you are crossing the road deliberately in rains… you are drenched , entering the reception as just coming out of shower…. further drying yourself under hands dryer… its life.. and its beautiful…