For the love of rain

I am a Pluviophile...I simply love rain :) Everything about rain ...the way the earth smells when the first drops of rain hits the ground, the way the wind blows, the way the view becomes dark and hazy, the way the water droplets rolls down the window shield, ..............I can go on and on. I just love watching rain for hours and hours sometimes with a thought inside my head or sometimes just blank.

Somehow, rain always make me happy, like temporarily-real happy, if that even makes sense. It makes me forget all my current pains and problems of life and makes me gaze dreamily into the unknown. Sometimes, I think of love, not pains of love but hopes of love. No matter how sad I am, rain instantly makes me happy. Most Indians relate rain with a chai-pakoda thing but to me its an internal soul-connecting thing.

Rain reminds me of my childhood days when I could afford to spend hours watching the rain through my big glass window sitting beside the pane..........when I had no pain or worries of the world. It reminds me how I use to go to class with my friends carrying an umbrella and jumped on pool of water(on the sides of road) to splash it on them. The worries of clothes getting ruined/becoming unpresentable for the important meetings or how to wash stains off light colored clothes did not exist back then. It reminds me how our shoes used to get all wet on our way to school and we use to open our shoes in class and hang our socks on the window racks and roam around barefooted whole day. The worries of a favorite expensive shoe getting spoiled did not exist back then. Life was much simpler back then :) Only the hopes of the unseen future and the joy of being a kid existed. Beautiful unforgettable childhood memories :)

Growing up sucks, specially when its raining outside and you can't give time to watch this beauty of nature which detoxifies your soul......when you have client calls to attend, when you have code deliveries, when you have to work. Job. Jobs which pays our bills :)

But still, no matter what, even today whenever it rains outside, my otherwise dead/in-a-coma heart skips a beat and becomes unexplanatory out-of-world happy. Maybe that's the beauty of the rains :)


N.B: Apart from watching rain, I love clicking rain too :) The pics posted here, have been clicked by me from my office desk.