This post has been published by me as a part of Blog-a-Ton 55; the fifty-fifth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. In association with Rashmi Kumar, the author of Hooked, Lined and Single and Jyoti Arora, the author of Lemon Girl. .
Now that I live in a multistory building in a metro city, rain always feels like a nuisance as it affects everything from my schedule, to the traffic and entire life as well. Mind you that it wasn't always the case. When I used to live with my family in a small town in a government quarter and when I was a kid, all the kids in the colony including me used to adore rain and wait eagerly for the same.
It was raining again and thus traffic was crawling, annoyed I started to notice the blurry scene outside my car window, as usual few kids were playing in the rain and water which collected on the road. Somehow that scene took me down memory lane and I was back in our small quarter in our small town.
My mom ran outside to gather the clothes that were hung there to dry, soon there were millions of water droplets started falling all around us and soon it was full fledged torrential rain. Soon there was water everywhere, since it was sunday all the kids in the colony were at home. One by one every kid in our block was out on our small road to enjoy the rain.
Slowly we all started playing and singing aloud, it was fun we were jumping in the puddles and then washing the mud in the rain. It was bliss, rain was just pure fun and joy in our childhood.
My mom came to the door to call me inside fearing that I would fall ill but I ran up to her and grabbed her hand and pulled her outside, soon she was enjoying the rain too. It wasn't late before every mom was enjoying rain with their kid. It was a scene out of some movie, no, forget it people can't imagine such a joyful scene.
There were various kinds of sounds coming from different groups and we all were having fun. One by one every family member was out on our road enjoying the rain and singing and enjoying with their and other's families. I believe that day it rained heavily for around 5 hours and for the entire duration of the rain entire colony was out enjoying the rain.
I don't even remember when a smile came across my face with this wonderful memory associated with rain and with a sudden jolt I noticed that the cars in front of me had moved and people were honking for me to move. I sheepishly moved my car and the traffic moved again a few feet. I wanted to step outside my car but somehow I controlled myself. But let the sunday come this sunday Monsoon would be enjoyed with the family either on the roof or on the road but it will be enjoyed. Thanks for the memories I remembered that there was a time when it used to be my favorite weather.
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thanks for sharing, those were the days :)ReplyDelete
Yup that's the truth and all we 80s guys are left with are the memories .. after all when you are more than 30 you are supposed to act like adults :( True dat those were the days :) Thanks for stopping by.Delete
It is true for most of us. These cities, traffic, spoiled the beauty of the rain, once we used to enjoy. Beautiful write-up! Keep writing for BAT!
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Thank you very much for stopping and your comment, I would try to keep writing for BAT. If it wasn't for BAT I wouldn't have written even half the stories on my blog, BAT is my fuel which has kept me going for around 7 years now. Please keep it up as well not like the middle years when it withered away and there were no to sporadic BATs let's try to have them regularly and I would also try to be regular once again.
Truly life and the attitude towards it has changed tremendously.ReplyDelete
Great take on the prompt.
ATB for BAT55
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Thank you very much Vibhuti for your visit and comment, I will definitely visit your blog and read your post.Delete
ATB for BAT55.
You took me back to my childhood days, Vikas!! It's difficult to chase away monsoon memories....I can't wait to read what you write about the coming Sunday! Beautifully done!ReplyDelete
ATB for BAT !!
Thank you very much Panchali ji for the wonderful comment, I would definitely try to be part of the next BAT as well.Delete
Visiting your blog from Blogaton.
Believe me I am nostalgic after reading your post. Last weekend I had gone to see my parents and this is exactly what I told my dad and my sis that, "Do you guys remember how we used to go to the terrace to get drenched?" It was rejuvenating.
A simple-straight from the heart write up :)
Thank you very much Megha for giving your time to read my post. I am very happy that you liked it.Delete
time have changed , we have changed but rain is the same, pleasure giving and refreshingReplyDelete
My Blogaton55 entry The Monsoon Pain
Indeed it is Cifar indeed it is.Delete
Indeed, I can feel the rejoice in the plot. In fact, the rejuvenating power which rain has no other element has. I personally love rain and get drenched in it.ReplyDelete
Thank you very much Subham for the comment and I am glad that you liked my effort.Delete
Yea... Rains! Is there anything that can make us so nostalgic..Nicely written :)ReplyDelete
All the best for BAT!
Ohh yes, its lovely to romance with rain, only thing is it keeps flirting with you.. :)
Nice! All the best for BAT!
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Thank you very much Megha for stopping by and for your comment.Delete
All the best for BAT to you too.
Simple and straight forward take on the prompt. A very beautiful story!ReplyDelete
Thank you very much Vidhya :)Delete
What a delighting read :)ReplyDelete
I am awed by imagining the wonderful moments of enjoying rains with neighbors.
Thanks very much Simran, I am glad that you liked my effort for the prompt. Unfortunately memories are all left with us now :)Delete