சென்னையில் ஒரு மழை காலம்
Before you go ahead and read the post, answer the following questions.
1) Do you run into the balcony when you smell rain in the air?
2) Your fondest memories of childhood are those, spent in the verandah collecting rain-drops in little cups? Rowing little paper boats in puddles of water? Or running out of the house with your grandma screaming “Come in!” in the background?
3) Every time it starts raining, you drop a couple of clothes from the clothes line intentionally so that you can run down and get drenched in the rain?
4) You cannot resist the temptation of stepping into a puddle however muddy it might be?
5) You thoroughly enjoy singing/dancing/walking/riding your bike in the rain?
6) You despise umbrellas, raincoats, jerkins and the likes?
7) You really don’t mind catching a cold or sneezing away to glory after a royal drench.
8) You sit by the window enjoy a steaming cup of filter kaapi, and Maggie noodles, watching the rain?
9) You like clicking random pictures of the rain, and showing off your photographic skills?
If you’ve answered 6/9 questions with a yes, you may proceed to read the post. For those who haven’t qualified, this post is really not meant for you, get back to sleep I say.
"விண்ணோடு மேல சட்டம் என்ன..
மண்ணோடு சின்ன தூறல் என்ன..
எங்கேதான் சென்றாயோ இப்போது வந்தயூ
சொல்லாமல் வந்தது போல் நில்லாமல் போவாயோ..
தப்பாமல் மீண்டும் சந்திப்பாயோ..
நீ வரும்போது நான் மறைவேனா..
நீ வரும்போது நான் மறைவேனா..
தரிகிட தரிகிட தா..."
Rain is the greatest manifestation of Mother Nature’s beauty. You look up at the grey clouds waiting for them to grace the earth and watching her come down with all her fury is a visual treat. Everything around you wears a cheery look, the leaves look greener, the flowers with their dew on, look brighter. The calmness the rain brings about is something that cannot be expressed in words.
It can be used to portray a variety of emotions; anger-joy-happiness-sadness. The moviemakers exploit this to the hilt, and it’s unfairly misused. You tend to love the rain a tad more than other folks maybe because of Chennai’s famous or rather infamous weather, which goes like hot-hotter-hottest.
It brings respite from the sweltering heat, schools and colleges declare unexpected holidays at the slightest hint of rain; exams get postponed, roads get clogged with rainwater, over flowing storm water drains. Puddles of water on the ground; little kids walking, jumping, and running through them splashing water all over the place. Oldies cribbing about wet shoes. It’s the time of the year when cold, viral infections and Madras eye make their presence felt. You get to see an array of colourful umbrellas and raincoats on the roads and a handful like me making fun of them.
Say Hi!, to Chennai’s winter or rainy season or whatever you’d like to call it. It has arrived and is here to stay until the mid of December. (Hopefully). The irony of this fact is that during April-may, people crib about water or the lack of it in Chennai, and when it rains they say “I hate this rain”, it rains once in a while and these people are a major turn off. *Spoil Sports*
Chennaiyin mazhai kaalam comes only once a year, and it is a season to treasure and cherish.. So, throw away that umbrella and get drenched in the rain!! If you don’t have the guts to do that, don’t discourage people like me, it doesn’t deter us anyway.
Here’s a bonus read or watch that might inspire you.