Monsoon At Last

After a long wait finally sprinkles appeared.  It’s an awesome feeling to get drenched in 1^st rain after the scorching heat. Science people may say its harmful for health, 1^st rain consists of chlorine and other chemicals but at this point of time I am deaf for them. It’s an experience to ride through slippery high way under rain. Speed cannot be over 35 mph and when a heavy truck or 10 wheeler crosses with speed, spreading muds and with a high blow of wet air, for that moment it seemed like the last moment of my life. But then again I move on. I enjoy the rain.

Monsoon appears in this city means trip planning has been started in everyone’s mind. Waterfalls become alive; mountains become green, temp fall down. A perfect weather to hang out. A perfect weather to Booze.  A perfect weather to have tea and pakora with fag.  The only thing I don’t like is when raining starts it continues for 20-22 days non-stop. Not always heavy. Sometimes heavy rain sometimes sprinkles.

I remember my last monsoon. It was beyond my expectation. Don’t know how this time it goona treat me. But whatever it may be I welcome monsoon and wish that it reaches my city as soon as possible.

A Trip To Realize

I have never seen sea so mad. Yesterday was the day when I explored my known sea in a new way. I visited Kashid beach with my friends and family. I visited this place before. Sea was calm at that time. Beach was wide open. In our previous visit we walked, played in the beach as see didn’t roar at that time. But yesterday was different. When we stepped in and looked into the sea, we were stunned. Waves around 12 feet to 20 feet long smashing the shore and people hardly can enter into waves to have a peace bath or play. We ran into it. We moved forward 5 step and sea pushed back us 7. Long waves, sandy water and the heat resisted us to enjoy to that extend what we did in past. But it doesn’t mean became dis-appointed. So what if one day mood of the sea is bad, we sat at a distance in shadows. We had food and watched the sea how it is slowly becoming calm. We moved on to another place called Murud-Janjira. There is a fort which is middle of the sea and people used to go by boat. There was a long queue for that and we could not wait for 2-3 hours under the burning sun. So we decided to back to our home. While returning, we were crossing Kashid again and we saw the sea became calm and people were playing and enjoying as we did in past.

I was so tired. I closed my eyes and suddenly a thought came into my mind. It’s may be an intellectual and baseless thought but don’t know why at that point of time that came into my mind. Let’s summarize what we did yesterday. We visited a beach that we loved. Sea was too loud. We waited for some time and we moved on for other place. The place we went we could not make up. So we returned empty handed. Doesn’t this happen with our life? With relations that we carry? When our beloved ones become rough for some reason we don’t want to find the proper reason behind that. We don’t wait for the person to be calm. We wait for a while and we move on. Most of the cases the reason for moving on doesn’t successful and we return empty handed. And while returning we see, the person we loved are in peace. That’s the rule of nature. That’s the way how things go on. So, why not giving time to situations while they can create special moments if they get time and patience. I don’t know whether I am able to explain my weird thought here, but what I wished to say is I learned a lesson from my yesterday’s trip – Give time some time. Some more if needed.