The whole day they were at it...the RJ at every station..
5 word reports- "Ivathu MaLe baruva soochane idhe" (It looks like it is going to rain today)
"Cloudy, with a spell of rain towards the evening"
How many times, through the years i've heard this. And also know that they'll be hitting the nail on the spot.
Thats how it has been,
the joyous clouds, mr sunshine steaming into the tarred roads, as if he's in a hurry, always isn't he? He has to catch up with the steaming Chennai...and off he's run off to.
Today has been a poetic evening- the sky was so awashed with color, that it looked like some thing out of the fairytale book. The pinks, merged with the blues, and when I looked out it looked as if it were going to just walk away with my thoughts.
It looked as if the skies were painting to the tune of the stress around town...eggjams and more exams. It sure was a beautiful sight.
Late into the night, I was still to answer my younger one..." Its so pink, when it should be fully dark now. Why, Ma? " I still had unanswered thoughts in my mind and some were to be let off...but the beauty of the stretch of pinks, and greys and blues took my breath away.
And now when the raindrops pitter patter to compete for space on the dry streets...I can smell the just wet earth, and it brings peace to my swirling mind.
This is what my city has been for me...always at peace with herself. Just when someone, starts to draw out lines of harshness on her yucky, sweaty heat...she comes down with her remedy.
Yes!! We've had our first drops of rain...and i'm sad , cos its always been a ritual for me to take the kids out into the first shower. The joy has to be seen to live it.
But there will be more to come .
This reminded me of a very lovely song...love the way Sonu Nigam has sung it