Rain-It’s all around.
Rains – a topic suggestion by a muse who finally goaded me into writing something.
"Within or outside", I asked.
"It’s all around", he said.
True. It’s all around. I am breathing rain, are you?
The rains are finally here. But instead of the monsoon magic they used to create, instead of the charm and the romance , instead of the hot corn off the cob and spicy chanas, the rains now create a sense of fear and anxiety. Yes, the average person in Mumbai no longer greets the rain with a smile on his face. Is the monsoon magic lost forever – to be replaced by dirty nallahs and stinking sidewalks? Has the soft pattering rain been replaced by thundering squalls, which deafen you and lash your face as you decide to walk around. Have the rain gods decided to be merciless this year as well? I wonder.
Well, this seems to be the writer’s block, that not even the monsoons can melt.