Rainy May in Delhi

You can never have a perfect way to start your day . . . lying on the bed with extreme laziness, when you first welcome a drizzling morning with an half opened eye, a smile comes on your lips and you hear yourself saying "pani gir raha hai. . .". It does not take a tiny effort or even a second thought to close your eyes again and with great respect and gratitude, you thank nature for its gift to enjoy few more moments of solitude. The fascinating aroma of the damp soil force your nostrils to expand, the rhythm of drops-touching-ground make your ears soothe and when the cool breeze touch your forehead and go through the hairs, a mild current runs through your whole body. With this greatest pleasure, your smile broaden-up and you end up saying to yourself "GOODMORNING DUDE !!"
So whats the big deal? Rainy season comes and goes away every single year and with a few moments of joy it also brings a bunch of problems to deal with . .blocked water, muddy roads, humid weather and many more .. Worst thing is the moment you about to leave for the office, it starts raining and then you can notvhelp yourself other then watching and praying for the drops momentum to slow down. Of course you can cover-up yourself with umbrella or windcheater but knowing the fact that handling a bike on a slippery road with an umbrella in hand is like cordially inviting the YAMDUT. . . BUT when your face all this in the month of May, when Delhi's summer is challenging hard to its previous records of the most hottest day, then you simply say "who cares . . for the roads, water or even office . . I wanna live this moment." So here I am . . wake-up at around 8:30 am and found my 5 pandavs waiting for our MAID. Only one thing was frying in every ones mind . . PAKODA. With this crispy word, I felt my tongue wet and a heavy turbulence in my stomach. I quickly made some space there and tried to clean up my teeth. As I returned, I found thevfellows trying to conclude that may be maid would not turn up today. With pakoda dancing in my eyes, I announced to take the responsibility of this noble task. Feeding the hungry may be easy now-a-days but quenching the thirst of one's soul really brings the blessings straight from the heaven and hence can be considered noble. Everyone praised me with an standing ovation and offered their services. Sometimes I wonder that how a good weather can drastically improve a person's urge to work and his efficiency too. On some ordinary day, it's harder to move these guys than dating with Katerina. With a plate of pakoda in one hand and a ginger tea in other, nothing is more pleasing than watching the green trees dancing. And then I have this fantastic idea "Dump the office, this rain is going to last for couple of more hours". As everyone left to earn their livelihood, I took some more tea and sat on the bed with latest sensation from Chetan Bhagat "3 mistakes of my life". For that moment, even if god insisted me, I had no wish to make except a request for him to leave. I went to office at 1 pm when I was informed by one of my colleague that rain has stopped. Ohh .. is it? It never took me so much effort to close a book but considering my slow reading speed, I thought its better to take a break. Rest of the day also went well with every now n then we used to come out to enjoy the weather. Well, the only negative aspect of these unusual yet so pleasant days is that you earn few points against your account in your boss's devil-diary. . . but as they say 'everything has a price' so let it be . . .