Being blessed with April rains is
a relatively new trend, courtesy Global Warming, but rains have always had an
element of unquestionable acceptance about them. Rains are the drizzling reminders
that heavens are ceaselessly showering their limitless blessings upon us, and which
leave everything on our planet awash and anew. Whatever the time of the day,
they drift the soaking souls into a whole new territory, mentally, emotionally
and even geographically. No matter where one is, the drift is absolute and
instant. Rains are just always welcome.
Be it the 6am shower, when the
open windows usher in the most intoxicating incense of the freshly bathed
Mother Earth, as if returning after her early dawn’s offerings to the Almighty.
Or the mid-day showers, when
nothing on this planet, living or still, seems more beautiful and invigorating
than the cheerful laughter of those tiny-tots returning from school, splashed
all over with the semi-solidified subcutaneous layer of the earth. Floating
paper boats, they are least aware of realizing their privilege of having drapes
for their slender silhouettes and least bothered about catching a cold. Even if
their mums shout their lungs out (though secretly yearning to be a part of
them, then and there)!
Or be it at 4pm with ‘chai’-the
ultimate Indian delicacy and steaming hot ‘pakodas’ (shove health, fitness and
nutrition in the closet for the moment), the fragrance of mint, garden-fresh
coriander, ginger and basil filling the air, as each member of the family
recoils to his/her original self, after the hectic day at school, college,
office or kitchen, content and aware of the blessings of life and elderly ones.
Or be it at 7pm, when young hearts
beat rhythmically with the dribble in the basket-ball court.
Or be it during the pre-midnight
hours, when the curtain flutters and brings the slightest drizzle in, as the
bed-side lamp emanates its exotic radiance and the aroma of coffee revitalizes
the senses and reimburses the emotional quotient as eyes scan and fingers flip
through the pages of the latest bestseller by your favourite author.
In or out, now or later, here,
there, everywhere, rains have always played the role of ‘soul-cleanser’,
carrying one’s spirits into non-dual timelessness. With them around, one of
nature’s most unassailable laws – that time just moves forward and never
recedes – loses its vitality. It is in the rains that everything: the greens,
browns and blues revert to unbridled, fresh childhood! And as it is, it is now
that I simply want to break-free, as the kid in me just refuses to grow up,
exactly the way it longs to get soaked to the soul!