So the monsoons are here finally. They came when we least expected them but longed for them the most. Finally all the “Oh my god its so sticky”, “ I am sweating like a pig” and “ I cant wait to be in the ac room” changed to “ I cant wait to be out of this artificial ac “. Relief.
The rains have come...… To me they signal the end of a year and the start of a new year. They seem to wash away all the pain, misery and shame and give new hope…. The world is evolving…there is new life in everything from the small blades of grass that spring up on the sides of a barren mountain to the little birds nesting where they can. I love the fact that the monsoons allow you to be in the middle of all this and see life springing into existence out of nowhere… Its beautiful and wondrous…. Like magic…. I love the smell of water in the air the way everything feels filled with a new moisture... i dont know if u will understand that but when its summer the air is dry… I love the moisture in the air..the smell of everything being cleansed…. Summer seems to have been like a path of thorns which one has trodden for so long and come out with despair in their eyes .. dry exhausted bodies and mind and then the monsoons come around and its like a doting mother putting her arm around your aching bones and saying “Don’t worry child… I am here now…and everything will be as it is meant to be… rest for a while and enjoy my presence while I lick up your wounds. And you can start afreash again…
I love the way the animals respond to the climatic change... the birds singing and the dogs running around...a wet bird with its feathers sticking to each other because of the water making it look like a swollen ball trying to shield itself under the leaf of a palm... and struggling to get even more under the leaf because its still getting wet... I love the earthworms running around and the snail trying to keep pace… and you know what the poets felt when they pleaded with us to take note of the beauty of nature.... and you know thats the way life should be... I even love the snakes in the monsoon.s...never thought id hear myself say that.... So I enjoy the vivid colours of the flowers made even more vivid by the fact that they have been freshly washed…. The reds on the gulmohar tree against the grey sky … Try standing below a gulmohar tree when it is in full bloom and look stratight up at the sky through its leaves and flowers….its beautiful….
And suddenly I realize how blessed I am….. gods been good enough to bless me with a residence in a place like hiranandani... i thank him for all this.... from my heart... i am glad he showed my parents the way and the fact that he was around to support their aspirations give them the strength to keep going till they found their dreams… and I thank him for letting them find a house of their dreams which is surrounded by an abundance of flora and fauna in the middle of a city like Mumbai which is bursting at its seams with people… for giving them enough space where they can live happily with people who like them have come up through sheer hardwork and toil….And I thank him for giving me enough good sense to be able to appreciate the beauty of what he has created for us…For allowing me to be able to enjoy nature at work and understand it… for letting me know that he will always be around me …and for letting me know I will find him in any form I wish to find him in… And I thank him for letting me walk with him…..