The monsoon is my favourite season. No matter where I am, it never ceases to thrill, amaze and take my breath away. Although Mumbai’s monsoon can be quite chaotic with its dirt and water logging and slush.( Who can forget the horror of 26th July, 2005, where thousands of people, including me became refugees in their own city), it’s still a welcome respite from the heat and humidity of the summer. It’s like taking a breath of fresh air after spending several months in an underground, sweaty furnace.
Some of the sights and sounds of the monsoon that enthrall me…
The pitter patter of the rain falling on the roof
The sweet smell of wet mud,
The bolt of lightning that suddenly and brilliantly lights up an eerily dark night,
The gusts of cool wind that hit you in the face while on the move,
The (very rare occurrence in Mumbai) rainbow that brightens up the overcast sky,
The transparent droplets of rain on the leaves,
Waterfalls,
Umbrellas In all hues and colours,
Tiny droplets of water clouding my spectacles when I walk in the rain,
Clouds streaking across the sky in their myriad shapes and textures,
The veil of mist that shrouds the sea and the hills,
Vehicles speeding down the Highway, leaving behind a plume of water and mist in their wake,
A sudden downpour that typically occurs after a sunny patch and catches everyone unawares and umbrella less..
There must be many more, these are the only ones i can think of right now.
Do tell me what you guys think about the rainy season, do u love it as much as i do or completely detest it??
