The monsoons are upon us n of course mixed reactions are evoked in the general public... now most of us have the usual complaints with the rain - the transport system breaks down, roads are filthy n flooded etc etc. You would see my nose grow like Pinochhio if I say I dont have the same complaints; however there is something about these rains I absolutely love. Its something I realized while I lived through the regular rain showers of Bangalore. The rain acts as my own personal therapeutic intervention.
I can sit through a rain shower n stare away; a hot cup of chai in hand. The thoughts in my mind start running wild. The rain drops in front of my eyes forcing all those disturbing thoughts to my conscious thinking and an analysis begins begins. I question them, I debate them, I argue with them. I laugh, I cry, I ponder, I make faces. As the discussions in my head get more intense, the rain gets heavy. Crazy right !!! But many a times the solution emerges from that entagled mesh of conflicting ideas. And I wonder how I never thought of this earlier.
The rain slowly clears and my issues fade away tooo. As people rejoice that the shower has come to a halt and they can step out, I say thank the rain for the intervention I needed. Of course I do thank them for going away for a while too so I step out and embrace life with all the joy in me.
Do you do the same ???
