Singing in the Rain

Landed in Singara Chennai after an arduous and exhaustive journey of 16 hours from Kanyakumari. I was expecting the three H’s (Heat, Humidity and Hostility) to hit me right from the word go and force me to sit in the comfort of my apartment rather than take a trip to office. But it was not to be.

Heat had some what subsided and Sun was generous enough not to allow me hire an auto to carry my frame to my den (otherwise who wanna bask n take a saunter in the glory of Chennai heat). Got a hunch that ‘its gonna rain today’, so was hurrying up not to miss a single moment of it. But I got hit in my face, the moment I set out my foot. Sun was back to its dazzling best. Was asking the Almighty ‘At this point of the year, with the sun scorching us, wouldn’t You be providing us some relief?’. Found myself getting squeezed like a cheese in a sandwich inside a share auto and ended up in office at around lunch time.

It was routine work with mails and lots of snippets(from colleagues)sneaking in. Thought its gonna be just another day huh……..

Boy!!!! I got answers for my prayers. I could hear the sweet or rather rattling sound of thunder and slowly drizzle started pounding gently on the glass window panes. Looked at my watch. Tea time. Called few of my colleagues to gulp in a few hot cups in a corner shop outside the office while savoring the sweet moment of water drops hitting the ground and relish the fragrance of earth evading out due to rain.

Every one seemed ecstatic at the ambience that the nature was providing and it showed in their behaviour. Some ogling at the commuters, some finding shelter in the nearby shops and even the shopwaalaahs were happy to woo the attention of the people though in an unusual way. Most of them were pleased. Though waterlogging popped out again and the real nature of adhoc roads (put for garnering votes) started to surface, it was a pleasing moment for the rain drought city. Memoirs of Oc 27th (Come on!!! It was once in a blue moon) were put under the stack. More over its mid April and what more a soothing sight can u get.

Sipping the tea, we felt how we could drench ourselves in the shower of nature rather than getting back to work? Was remembering the lines of Vairamuthu,

‘Andha megam surandha paalil yaen nanaya marukkiraai
Nee vaazha vandha vaazhvil oru pagudhi izhakkirai
Nee kangal moodi karayum podhu mannil sorgam yaedhuvaai’

(Don’t Curb ur instincts if u wanna soak urself in the rain coz u r missing a part of life and by the time u realize and repent ur decision you might have reached heaven)

We had a long chat discussing from Sreeshanth’s exploits to Amma’s ventures that v got back to work an hour later ( Whos gonna care as long as the work is getting done by EOD). Some one was telling about a Sidney Sheldon novel in which a guy conjured up a device that could manipulate weather. I was pondering if that can become a reality then the miseries of this world can be just blown off since we are accustomed to the vagaries of it and the crisis that it throws off.

We were having pure fun though the drizzle somewhat abated and by the time we got back to our seats, I could hear the oozing sound of car and auto horns buzzing around my ear signaling that the rain had stopped completely.

O God!!! Please make this low pressure zone stay here and alleviate us with some occasional showers and please don’t allow this to drift to northern parts.

‘Rain, Rain Please don’t go away, We Chennai Johnnies want you to stay’