My 1st Mumbai rain…

It started suddenly towards the end of a really sunny & hot day… and start with a bang it did… the thunderous roar could easily make one jump out of their skin! and it just starts pouring cats and dogs… the highway visible from my window is now hidden behind a screen… apart from the sudden nip in the air, the signs of temperature drop include the tap water being colder now… it’s such a joy to splash it on my face…
Few people are soaking themselves inside out… I message a friend with whom I had been speaking with just a few moments before the downpour… a little while later and the rains have reached his doorsteps as well… I try calling another pal ‘coz the 1st rain reminded me of something he had said a few months ago… but sadly I am not able to reach him.
Of course how could I not have a cuppa in a scenario like this… so that’s exactly what follows… the rain has found its way inside the house from where ever possible… it continues to pour for a while… then the clouds seem to relent… the highway becomes visible again… its barely a drizzle now being blown in every possible direction by the wind…
As expected, I am on my terrace now to absorb the after effects… and I have never seen lightning like this ever before… it literally starts from one end of the horizon and spreads till the other… lights up everything in its wake… in the distance dark clouds are still very visibly lingering over the hill top… one can safely assume it’s still raining heavily there… The amazing part is, though the lightning is still very prevalent, its thunderous roar is lost now… every time there’s a flash, the entire nerve-mesh of the sky becomes visible… from the other side of the hill, only a glow at intervals is visible… and out of nowhere appears an inbound airplane… I say a small prayer for all those up there… I might’ve been afraid if I was up there right now…
So many impulsive changes to note… I come down from the terrace, start penning down and the electricity goes kaput! Now the practical aspects are kicking in as I finish this in candle light and wonder when the fan’s gonna start rotating so that I can sleep comfortably…

My Moon...

I had never seen the moon the way I see it here… I am on terrace (8th floor) at 11pm… its about 5 days to full moon… the entire terrace is washed by the moon light… the stars are scattered all across the sky along with frequent flights in and out of Mumbai… the clouds find themselves completely helpless as they are drawn towards the mountain range in the view… its slightly breezy and I am taking a walk… completely convinced that the Moon right over head is there just to watch over me and me alone… its serene light is meant to calm my being alone and prolong my piece alone… nobody else can lay a claim on it but just me, reveling in its presence…
I come down from the terrace to transcend to the dream world… I lie down on the bed and find the Moon right outside my window… stating its uncontested claim on me… the inappropriateness of the artificial light is glaring… it is corrected at once… and the night progresses, with only music allowed the pleasure of the company of me and my Moon…

wat i saw this morning...

The entire mountain range was overcast with shadows… a humongous water-laden cloud had taken over the hill top… in the front, concrete was basking in the sun…

Then the cloud started moving its cover from above the hill… its not certain whether this movement was by choice… slowly the sunrays started receding from above my house… I could see the dark cloud being followed by a cluster of smaller pure white clouds… a cool breeze accompanied the cloud walk… they were walking at their own pace, looking over everything they passed over and touched indirectly… then one part of my house was being serenaded by the clouds and the other by the sun… the danced with each other and I was the witness… after a while, the Chariots of sun came rushing over and finding it to be a bit of a crowd, the clouds proceeded to the other hill… leaving in their wake a happy and hopeful me…

What I don’t have as of today?

The luxury to not come to an empty house; the relaxing and refreshing embrace from a loved one after an extremely tiring day… nobody whom I can ask “How was your day” over dinner… no one to ask me the same… nobody to have a silent conversation with… nobody to hold onto and drift into the world of dreams… all I need is a warm and sincere bear hug at this moment…