Rain rain come again...that’s what we used to sing when we were kids.
The best thing God ever made.
The sweet smell of the wet land; the freshness of grass and plants all around, lovely atmosphere, hot coffee.
Those splashes from your friend...those paper boats...nothing artificial about it....everything is so pure...so natural...God's own world.....Ah!!!...this whole combination just drives me crazy
Oh!!! It’s all so romantic and fresh all around...rains are without any doubt amazingly amazing!!!
You get a chance to quit whatever you are doing (you need a bahana ( excuse) to quit studies/work)...and head straight out...just to feel the drops on you...to get drenched...and then when you have friends around...to take a walk in the pool of water around…without bothering about your clothes...and then...garam pakodas, hot tea or ice cream!!!!
And if you are not out in the rains; the next great thing is watching the
rains over a long chat ( which may be a silent one ) with a dear one and a
cup of hot coffee!!!!!!
And yea it can make u forget almost everything...
I love rains for it’s the 'me' in me which comes to the forefront...
And yea the rains in this part of the country (Mumbai) are awesome (freedom of speech and expression)
Now you all maybe wondering whats so different about Mumbai’s rains
Grey-black clouds, overcast dark afternoons spent idling, being able to see farther than usual as the air gets clearer after the rains; especially the dark violet-green mountains.
Some birds getting wet in the rains as if they don’t give a damn; street kids playing on water-logged roads, washing dirty feet after coming home, wading through water, lighting a half-wet sutta (cigarette) under a tree taking care that maachis (matchstick) does not get wet and sharing it with friends, accepting the futility of trying to keep yourself dry, climbing slippery slopes for a better view (Yeoor hills me too!), cycling through splashing water, having to borrow umbrellas from friends to go to lectures after losing your own chaatha (umbrella), shivering wet in the wind, traffic police in funny raincoats....love them all
Crossing Vashi bridge, best done in the monsoon, while standing at the door of a local train compartment. Raindrops lashing across your face while you struggle to keep your eyes open.
It magically seems clean, wide, and empty. It would be drizzling and there was the sea, heaving peacefully like the chest of a sleeping child. One of those rare things that constitute ‘scenery’ in Bombay.
Be it Marine Drive or Bandstand, Worli Sea-face or Gateway; Butta (corn) in one hand and the other shielding you from the sudden splashes of water of the sea makes it more…..AWESOME!!!!!!!
I love them like anything
It’s a great respite from heat ...in a city like Mumbai ...so it’s always welcome
The cool air soothes the nerves
There is no city in the world that comes so alive in the rain. Rain in Mumbai brings out its best
From rain slicked roads to hot drinks in roadside chawls…I have myself never seen too heavy rainfall but seen enough to totally indulge myself in playing football with raging thunderstorms!!!!!!!
Rains and friends make for a memorable time.
Truly enjoy the rain and the city which comes to its true color with it
Tell me one city in the world where you can receive 944mm of rainfall in one day???????
It is said that 6" of rain in 24 hours in London can create untold havoc in London. We received 36" in 24 hours.
Here it does not rain just enough for the crops to grow... or to refill our wells...it pours here cats and dogs and elephants like there is no tomorrow.
Don't u just love those treks when the chilled, moist air kisses your cheeks, the mossy green rocks are all you have for support over the flowing waterfalls; the lush green color of the valleys and then it pours like there is no tomorrow ................ don’t u just LOVE them?????????......
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