Mazha

I live in tellichery a coastal town in kerala , it rains for 6 long months here and I enjoy every drop it. When I was a child I used to loathe it , my school was 26 kms away from my home and I used to go in the train with my mom. My mom will cover me in this stifling garish raincoat and drag me to school. Every time the rain stopped I had to unbutton it then fold it and put it in a plastic bag and push it into my rectangular school bag it was painful so I used to pray for a sunny day. Years passed I shed my raincat I switched to the brolly . Only then I realized that it was not the rain that I hated it was the raincoat , that despicable shroud.


Under the umbrella I started loving the rain it was growing on me, the only things that kept us away were my books , saraswathy would have dissolved if I closed the brolly . Later my mom got me a waterproof scoobee day bag , yes that was it that was my admit card for the tryst with the rain. I stopped usin umbrellas and I kept losing them and my mom was furious whenever I lost an umbrella ,I still have the marks of her fury on my torso. But nothing kept me away from the rain .When it hits the earth for the first time after months the soil reciprocates with an aroma sayin you are always welcome , the sea roars, the leaves whisper, the rooftops murmur , everything in nature adores rain. There are ants which morph into insects and fly as soon as a rain is in the offing ,rain makes many creatures to bloom out of the soil and at the same time it sends all their predators to their nests , it washes away the old and the rotten and makes way for the newones, rain is divine.There are no mornings no evenings and no nights when it rains in my place there is rain rain and only rain. I lie on my bed enjoyin the symphony of it . Some rebel drops make their way through my roof and hit my face , it is a wonderful feeling, it is beyond words.


It is said that on a full moon day you sexual self starts rebelling like a wild caged animal but for me this happens on a rainy . Rain is not just about the drizzle and the chill it is also about the burnin unquenchable thirst which it brings with all its water .But unlike the dogs outside I practice patience .


Now I live lapis7 Nit trichy. It never rains here , I miss rain and I miss a lot of things related to it . One day unusually it started rainin when I was sleepin and I suddenly woke up, it was all dark and all I could hear was the rain and I started screaming “ Maaa Maa” I thought I was at home . I then rang up home and talked for a while about nothing .

“RAIN TAKES ME HOME”