Southwest Monsoon!

The sky tirelessly showers all day, with intensity varying from swift to slow and fast again, but never stops. The leaves cleanse themselves with the eternal shower, the stems and roots end their thirst with abundance of water resulted by an all day rain; pouring water mask the visibility beyond a few trees and fields. 

Collected water finds a slope to slip into, making its way between trees and bushes, like several lost rivers finding their way to the sea and people; hurriedly running towards their work or home with an umbrella held close to their head preventing the wind from flexing the links of the umbrella to invert the canvas. Toad’s speech, tapping of the drops on leaves, trees swaying with the wind, all blend into a melodious music. This is somewhere close to what Monsoon looks like in Mangalore.

Lying down on your bed, all by yourself with no personal commitments that needs immediate attention; no weddings to attend, no functions to witness, no shopping; no professional hassles; no assignments or deliverables; no pre-occupied thoughts, no words from past or present, no person in mind; all day to yourself, watching the rain, from the bedroom window, munching hot snacks, with some coffee or tea and a book of your choice or a task of your interest that is not forced but a willing execution of a mind’s desire; that of your mind. This would be an ideal way to enjoy Monsoon in Mangalore.

I was in Mangalore last weekend for my cousins wedding and I enjoyed every shower, every un-timely rain, including the one when the bridegroom’s relatives (us) arrive at the marriage hall and wait for the royal welcome. Being by the Arabian Sea, Mangalore receives heavy rainfall from the Southwest monsoon and for me has been the most enjoyable time there when, everything slows down and surrenders to the rain. So I am glad I was there this time to welcome the south west monsoon to my home town!