Saturday, August 16, 2008

Rainy thoughts

It was night and when I was listening to those mellifluous Guitar notes from Jaqui Gipson, i realized Rain can be well come through music too... The softness of rain, the thunder that lashes without its harshness, everything comes beautifully into you through this piece of song which took me back to my rainy days...

wah... I love rain a lot... to get wet, and to give myself and melt myself in rain...

It was a blurred, sullen day with dark impregnated clouds, and it was my First day to my new school to 2nd standard, and I do remeber the thin , mist like, soft rain that started showering on us, and I still remeber those soft drops of rain on my hairs glowing like a jwell...

The roaring sea was present infront of me , eventhough I couldnt see the sea, and I was listening to my Father teaching his students in the class, where me and my brother were "guests" to his school. It was raining, not raining but pouring, and i was just playing in the falling water wetting my fingers, and I could hear my father teaching them the multiplication tables..Then in the intervel came a boy called Munir he took us in that squall to the sea, and we bewilderingly saw him jumping to the sea, and floating like a dolphin....

My grandmother was laying inside, waiting for her last journey, and that night when she passed away, the the deluge started, lashing tree tops and... I was just looking at the rain with my eyes full of tears.. she was an Inspiring figure for me, a friend and lot more.. and that rain continued till the moment before the funeral started.. The rain was weeping for me...? I dont know...

A beautiful day with clouds roaming and the rain started its game very slowly,and I was riding my bike slowly along with my friend, through a road that crossed the vast paddy fields as if it were in a painting, and those moments of rain wetting us with its drops, that blobs of cool icy fingers of nature caressing both of us, His hands that clasped me were chill cold ,causing goosybumps...

Then what more you are to me beautiful rain, when i hear the distant thunder, I want to sob, for no reasons, and I always wish if I were also a rain, a cloud, ....

5 comments:

adiTHyA said...
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adiTHyA said...

Perfect ..I could relate to this...
Rains are beautiful , truly inspiring to a writer

Julie said...
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Binoy Mathew said...
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Binoy Mathew said...

Hai thanks a lot friends for your overwhelming response. If I had read Julies's blog earlier, I would have hesitated a bit to post this article.