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Thursday, July 10, 2008

Desert Rain


Pigeons

On my windowsill,

Its raining!


My friends in other states do not believe it rains in rajasthan. They go, "Oh, its a desert state, right? Of course you don't get any rain!"

No, we do not wake up to find our beds turned to rafts. We do not paddle on tyres to cross the road. We don't even have to wade through waist-deep water to get to office.

But we do get our share of the monsoons.


Yesterday morning i woke up to find that it had rained all night and the street in front of our house had turned into a mountain brook. And it was not as much rain as a bone drenching pour, continous, unrelenting, like being inside a waterfall. And of course the truant schoolkid in me danced a little jig "No Office dang pota dang dadang dadang dang".


It cleared up a little later, but i cocked a snook at the dry-washed morning. No way was i heading for office now that i was back in bed...


(my apologies for my friends in Mumbai/Kerala/the North-east, for getting so excited over what must seem to you a puny drizzle, but you have to admit, there is something sleepily romantic about desert rain)

Oh, by the way, I wrote the haiku up above.

11 paper boats came floating back to me:

abhinandan said...

Though I have never been to the Indian Sahara , I had some image about da place in my mind....embedded from my childhood by many external sources.....but none of da images were as beautiful as da picture "desert rain"....
indeed a very light hearted and delightful presentation about rains there....
it also showed us dat how rain reigns on "CHILDREN's" mind....
and some suggestion to da author....."Try ur hand at Haiku"....

Little Girl Lost said...

Try my hand at haiku???
does that mean i'm good or i'm bad, hashi?

Nidhi said...
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Nidhi said...

Ohh !! How I miss the desert rains... All I know is my childhood, school and college years... full of fun, full of innocence.. the getting wet in the rains feeling :) How I crave for all those moments now :)

And yeah... I agree.. there is something about the desert rain which you don't find anywhere else.. :)

anyways.. nicely written :)

Monami said...

I have experienced desert rain when in Gujarat. One moment it was sweltering hot, the other moment it was raining cats and dogs. It was so much welcome, I couldnt tell you. I enjoyed rain there more than I do in Kolkata. In kolkata, I always carry umbrellas, but back in Gujarat, in spite of having umbrella and raincoat, I never used them. I loved walking in rain, like many others. The desert-like nature of Gujarat never let water flood the streets. One moment, it was waterlogged as hell, the next moment, the water is gone in a jiffy.
Of all the things that I miss in Gujarat, I miss those beautiful rains, when we could walk down the streets in a bindaas mood, getting wet, without reaching for an umbrella, without caring if our body is revealing like that of a seedy film actress, or if we would get sick later.Such was the beauty of desert mood.
Your posting was nostalgic. It reminded me of those beautiful rainy days.

Romita said...

I had also experienced desert rain for a little bit of time in Rajasthan . Though it was from my childhood experience , but i must say that it gives pleasure . Me with my parents were travelling in Rajasthan . We had got it after stepping at Udaypur . Raining always gives me such a joy & pleasure which can't be compared with other things . After going through your post , I was lost in my childhood memories ... I was just backtracking my memory .... wonderful writing

mainakমৈনাক said...

eio,amio dekhechhi
hvy lage
kirokom bali bali mati r jol gulo kholbol kore
-buno

anik said...

Aie Rajasthan a jothoshto ghumot gorom, ebong gham hoye (atleast Jaipur a to hoy).kolkatar chatchate goromer kotha mone porejay..sekhane bristi howa ta atleast borshay swabhabik......

anik said...

Majhe majhe schoola jokhon rainy day diye dito amaar arokom mone hoto......

ShantanuDas said...

well since am here am reading your older ppsts.. to see what makes you tick.....
came here .. yes i know it rains in Rajasthan.. [being from delhi for quite a while now] but desert rain? hmm a poetic new term for me..

:-)

walker walkin alone said...

behind the glass,
a smiling lass
Her heart dancing