Floody chaos!

I started at six,
when I was in a fix,
there were no carpools around,
Uber said ‘No cabs found’,

Let’s try in a while i thought,
till then, shelter i sought.
I waited till seven,
but there was no change ‘o heaven’.

all my efforts in vain
and now it started to rain.

There came a bus
i got in, in fuss
finding a seat
was another feat

soon the rain got heavy
passengers all in worry
there were huge traffic jams
roads became dams

lightening and thunders
setting dear ones in shivers
phones all ringing
telling umbrellas they are bringing

Finally my destination i could see
i jumped out, there was water till my knee

Road looked more like a river
water flowing faster than ever
power cut made it darker
reaching home, sounded all the more tougher

Soon they formed a human chain
to cross the flowing terrain
we crossed it, in its entire length
and proved unity is strength

heart got back to its normal thump
there was a winning triumph

Finally home i found
my joy knew no bound
this day i can forget never
hope there be no floods ever.
I pray to you ‘Rain God’
Let there be peace accord.

In love with the rainy season!

Someone recently happened to ask me – ‘Which is your favorite month?’ and it took me almost no time to blurt the answer out ‘August’.

I have always had a whirlwind romance with rainy season and for that matter, all the rainy months are apple of my eye. Each one adds its own flavor to present the dainty dish.

June marks the onset with lightning and thunder. It adds its own scent too, in the form of ‘petrichor’.
July is its boom period. Heavy rain pours being its true charm.
August has the perfect blend of not little and not too much rain. Sun and rain manifest a cordial relation to embellish August.
September waves it a good bye with serene tungsten lighting and lightning and thunders yet again.

May be it is the amount of rains that makes August special for me. As if sun and rain keep playing hide and seek and rainbow is the nature’s way of calling out “Olly olly oxen free”.

The green carpet that gets laid as soon as it starts drizzling makes everything around, look like a colorful landscape. Every nook and corner seems decorated. This makes the setup perfect for some wonderful outings. Plan a hike – where you get to completely submerge in nature’s beauty while actually getting soaked in rain. Or plan a visit to nearby hill station – fog, mist, waterfalls will drown you down in their mesmerizing views. Waterfalls around you will be so many that your group can actually get a personal one. Lip smacking plate of locally served onion pakodas and steaming hot tea will surely be cherry on the top.

Rains are enjoyable from home too. There is no pleasure like watching it rain like cats and dogs from your window while sipping your customized self-brewed cup of coffee. Birds fluttering their drenched wings and Animals seeking shelter, Car wipers waving all the way and bikes snaking through the pot holes, Kids jumping into the water puddles and adults trying to completely avoid them, Farmers thanking the rain god and regular office commuters blaming him for the wrong timings. This makes for a perfect rainy day scenario.

Rain sometimes transforms the easy daily routine into a nasty one. Daily commute to office has to bear the burden of huge traffic jams. Walking in the rain is yet another task – adjusting the umbrella according to the direction of wind and walking slowly and carefully in order to avoid getting mud painting done on the clothes. Rainy season surely makes one put their creative hats on and develop their own sartorial style that can either hide the mud paintings completely or can at least dry them off sooner if you have to erase them. Despite of all this, i think, the uncertainty that the rain brings in, definitely adds to the thrill of it.

As a kid, I remember, my joy knew no bounds when it rained too heavily. Getting to bunk the school and spend entire day playing in it, sailing colorful paper boats through the rivers flowing all around, will always remain a fond memory.

Well, I can simply go on and on, wax lyricing about it. I am completely head over heels and rainy season makes me fall in love with itself over and over again.
If something refreshes me more than the cup of coffee, it is surely the howling wind, pitter patter raindrops,dancing trees and the romantic weather.

Routine rut!

Clock that ticks, alarm that beeps,
and the sun who peeps through the window pane.
All they have the purpose same,
Wake me up for the day mundane!

Tea to make, Shower to take,
Ironed clothes look ready to dress.
All they help to feel refreshed,
and board the bus to office address.

Nap some take, music some play,
some have personal calls to make.
All they have their schedules set,
till they reach at half past eight.

Meetings to attend, codes to write,
nothing should fail, all has to be right.
All this makes an office day,
It is this way, however it sound may.

Faces in glee, for now they are free,
to go home to the family.
All are ready, in the bus to dive,
this is the story at half past five.

Food to eat, TV shows to watch,
even better, when there is a cricket match,
All this repeats in cycles but,
to at last become a routine rut!