To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heavens: a time to be born, and a time to die… a time to weep, a time to laugh, a time to mourn, and a time to dance …..
The rains have crept into Patna, pussyfooted in as a gentle and welcome shower around mid-day on Monday and then after a pause of an hour or so, a drizzle elongated itself into a droning, pattering, watering-can that went on through the evening and the night and it rained on, almost without a pause the whole day…
Hardly any thunder and lightening, just dull rainfall, drab skies, mud-filled streets and an erratic electric supply…
Rather early for Patna in Bihar… the monsoons usually break with a crash somewhere around the third week of June or later.
The weather’s cooler, the mosquitoes have revived and are swarming through windows, skylights, any orifice they can find, the frogs are 
a-croaking
the kids, as usual, are having the time of their lives splashing about
but there was a rather cross young man who just couldn't figure out why car drivers have to be so uncivilised as to crash through the water- logged streets soaking pedestrians ...
…. And I’m caught unprepared, without a brolly…
…
toodle-umba umba… toodle umba umba, toodle aye-aie
any umbrellas, any umber-rellas to mend today?
Bring your parasols, they may be small, they may be big
I will fix them all in what they call a jiffity-jig ….
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
Raindrops ... fallin' on my head
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4 comments:
nice...
the season demands that we all write about the rains...
and this was real nice...
i play splash splash with my building kids very often... its great fun...
here is hoping that the rains keep bringing the cheer and joys of sha-ra-ra in your life.
cheers
Rhythm of the falling rain!
season to love?
or seasonfor water-logging, clogged drains and floating filth all over Bihar???
The rains have stopped and now the sun is out...it's hot like hell! where's the rain God gone?
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