Raindrops are falling on my h....ehh feet!?

Amidst hues and cries about the unrelenting heat, I made it home today, only to find my parents complaining about the heat too! No one seems to remember ever having such a long, continuous stretch of scorching hot days in Kerala.

"Where are the occasional summer showers?"

"Why is it that it hasn't rained since last October?"

"The clouds that do come do not result in rain,they just end up making the air stuffy... Why?"

A multitude of questions, that everyone was asking, and nobody had answers to...

"Who is John Galt?" was my unspoken answer.

Amma had thoughtfully left a couple of windows in my room open before I went to bed.

A train journey that took FOR EVER, followed by a 3 hour roller coaster ride that is offered by the K.S.R.T.C for Rs. 47, had me beat. I read a couple of pages of Atlas Shrugged and my eyes where going out of focus. I thought I saw a flash outside the window... lightning? Maybe... no sound of thunder though ... chee ... ahh well... I let the pages slip along my thumb.... and shut my eyes.

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tat-tat-tat ....

tat-tat-tat ....

Something cold and wet pricks my left foot...

I wake up from my semi-sleeping state .... a drop of water? What the ...

And then there was the smell... that fragrance that has oft taken centre stage in Indian poems and prose (somehow they were all popular with the CBSE :P) ... parched earth getting to satisfy its thirst...

What had fallen on my hairy footballer legs (remember who else had these? :D) was a single rain drop... the kind that sneaks in through windows all alone...

Outside, the tat-tat-tat crescendoed and then..... it was pouring!

And, for the first time in a long time... I FELT ....something .....

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

I wish.... ah well.... wats the point ....


(I had to blog before this feeling left me! So I ended up writing two)