RainyTized!!!

Barish Ka Mausam!

I can sit and watch the rain for hours together! I think I can declare that I am officially in love with this Mausam.

There’s something absolutely charismatic about this season (or at least I believe so!). It’s as if every fraction of this nature has decided to be at their best, contributing in the augmentation of this scenic beauty. The site of giant grey clouds turning one shade darker every hour leaves me completely breathless. The wet green leaves’ shimmering vibrantly enlivens every part of its cell the moment those barish ki boondein falls on it. The water dripping from the same leaves become most fascinating when I try to catch a drop on the tip of my finger, forming the image of a shining pearl. Sprinkling the same drop on my face gives me a childish thrill, making me smile and jump like a 4 year old! 

Beneath that romantic drizzle, with my arms stretched out, offering a smile to the sky, I feel rejuvenated. A deep profound sense of sheer happiness runs through me, re-energizing every single cell in my body. Today, I decided to revive my childhood days and get Rainytized!
 

While others looked for a sheltered place, I began to walk in the drizzle on that watery transparently carpeted road. Making my way towards the chai ki tapri, I could not suppress the happiness within and it got glued on my face in the form of a contagious smile. Haath mein ek cutting chai in that drizzle was a delight which became a luxury at that moment! Standing at that tea stall with my guardian angel, I was far away from worries, tensions, fear or anger. It was a choice that I had to make – A choice to either sit in my cabin and crib about life or walk out and experience this natural peace and happiness. I, of course, chose the latter, realizing how important it is to break the shell and come out in open to be able to live and relish the natural sumptuousness of this universe. 
 

After almost 18 years, I caught hold of paper and fulfilled my heart’s desire to feel like a child again. I made 8 paper boats, ranging from biggest to the tiniest, and glided them in the stream of water which I referred to as my ‘chhotisi nadi’. I felt ecstatic, ignoring the pair of eyes staring me in disbelief! While they secretly laughed at me labeling me as foolish, I was laughing at them for being idiotic enough to miss these chhoti chhoti khushiyaan and then crib about how this unfair life doesn’t give them reasons to be happy. I guess this is what is called the ‘power of choice’. 

I am glad that I made a choice of creating a memory which will be imprinted in my heart till I am old enough to take Google’s help in recalling ‘how to make a paper boat’.

Go ahead. Make your choice. Get Rainytized this monsoon! :-)