Its mid May...And its already raining cats and dogs in Bangalore!!Every evening is a pain to go through since last 4 days,especially for people who have to travel via Hosur road daily.
Although rains are a favourite with me,i somehow dont seem to enjoy it here in Bangalore.It gets dirty and messed up,or so it seems to me!!Apart from muddy potholes,littered streets,and of course the pathetic traffic jams,there is nothing else to be expected of.But i dont blame it,afterall its what we can expect from a "Silicon city"!!! Its the part and parcel of life,when living in a city.Here nobody has time to stand and stare at the nature long and hard and question themselves-"Am i missing something in my life of late?" Nobody cares,nobody bothers...its money and business all the way!!! At the end of the day,we make sure,that we aint going to bed hungry,thats all that matters..
No other poem fits so aptly to describe this present scenario than the one written by W.H.Davies-
What is this life if full of cares,
We have no time to stand and stare
No time to stand beneath the boughs,
And stare as long as sheep and cows:
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass:
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night:
No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance:
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began?
A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare....
But its altogether a different story in the countryside.I consider myself fortunate enough to have witnessed such natural beauties of nature,like those of rains in the countryside and in the plains.There can be nothing more exquisite than enjoying the showers in the countryside.With miles and miles of outstretched land of lush green vegetation spread across till the horizon,there seems to be a never ending feast for the eyes.And the lovely fragrance which fills up the air after the first showers of monsoon takes my breath away!!The whole plot looks like one coming out of a perfectly painted canvas in all hues.Its green everywhere,with a tinge of yellow or red here and there amidst the greenery,with patches of brown and black earth creeping on the long winding roads between the fields...the hazy overcast sky,with no trace of the sun,and the violent thunders and the lightnings...its a beauty thats best exploited when experienced!!!And the pulchritude gets thrice multiplied when its a hail storm...I can still remember those days vividly when i used to run outside my home just to collect those hail stones!!!I can still see in me,a little girl peeping outside that little window of my home,sitting for hours watching the rains,wetting my outstretched hands in the rain,and wondering,when the rain would stop so that i could go out and play!!
Those days are gone now for sure,with no promise of returning...its only a memory now..And everytime it rains,it rains memories on me..those wonderful moments of my childhood where time was boundless and eternal...
And as i ponder over,i realize that the extravagance of the rains on the moors is now only a beautiful memory to be cherished...for its all gone...gone with the winds of changing times and modernisation.....
Musings of a techie soul ... I'll assure you that half the SEs in Bang will agree with u on this ... And trust me, u can definitely get back to those lush green fields and relive ya childhood. All it takes is a deep longing ......
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