Even monsoon is not doing any good to this place. Its still is hot as hell and the humidity appears to sap off every ounce of energy left in your body to get any other work done. I hate this rainy season. Contrary to the romantic appearance of this weather, it is actually a bane of my existance essentially for the fact that what follows after a heavy rain is the inevitable blackout and I am scared stiff of sleeping in the dark.
I hate the summer - its all set to kill the likes of me, that is if dehydration doesnt do its job already. I hate not being about to go out for a walk with my dog because of the downpour. I hate the musty earth smell that comes about everytime the rain smatters the ground. I dislike the thunderstorm and all that glitzy lightening that appears to be focussing on striking anywhere near me for want of having something better to do.
The only thing I like about the rain is to watch it fall gently outside as I watch it safely from indoors on a warm bed. Thats about it. Other than that visual effect, I find it extremely difficult to walk, drive or dance around in a heavy downpour that never seems to end. I wait for this heat to get over so that I can go back to my normal life where wearing a sweater or a shawl makes sense. I hate the winter too so I wont be looking forward to the December cold but autumn should do nicely for now.
Come on, cheer up Rinch.
Rain isn’t all that bad. It’s bad in Mumbai, cause it kills people and brings a flood in your living room along with all the filth and snakes in the neighbourhood. And you don’t like Petrichor??!!
Anyways, just get a good book, make some coffee, light some aromatic candles if the power goes off, and then maybe you will enjoy the rain even though you don’t get to do your walks!
Heh heh, you just made me realize how bad monsoon can really get in the plains! And Petrichor???? Thats the word??? Thanks for teaching me a new word, Piri
Okay, so book, coffee and aromatic candles… check. Lets see how it goes during the next power cut!
romanticize monsoon. romanticize rains. if you really need a push to hit the threshold, read my rain poem!
meanwhile, i continue to romanticize pune muck!
Aahh.. the great poetess is also so humble. I like
As for romance, thats another supposed muck that we dont want to dig up, do we?