Puddle and Splash: The kid from the good old days

I must confess, i am not a big fan of getting wet in the rain. But still there are lot of things associated with rains that I love. Like watching the rain falling at night specially when it is quiet all around and you can let your thoughts wander, waking up to the sound of that early morning rain, admiring the beauty of nature after it has rained when everything looks like it has been washed and cleaned and extra green. There was one particular thing that I loved doing when I was a kid, also associated with the rains. Somehow I forgot all about it, like many other things, and got busy growing up and doing things that grown ups do. Splashing in the puddle of that rainy water and letting that kid in me go wild doing that. Yes, my definition of adventure has always been different. I didn't care about anything, not my clothes, nor friends or mummy's scolding. The fact was it made me happy, actually really types really happy. Plus it was fun and I enjoyed it.

It was a typical Monday evening returning back from work walking back to my humble abode watching the world pass by suddenly a puddle brought that kid in me back from the good old days. Though unlike the good old days I did looked around to make sure no one was there to doubt my sanity. As soon as I got my chance, i rushed towards the puddle and SPLASH. and SMILE and HAPPINESS. It still was fun and I still enjoyed it.

I know it seems childless but I was happy and it made my day. About the etiquette and the rules of the grown up world, well, I am sure they wouldn't have minded being excused for few minutes as I had an old friend to catch up with.

That moment of CLARITY

Ever had that moment of clarity. Everything being showcased in true colors. No lies, all myths busted, mind boggling confusions cleared. You see things just the way they are.Not the way you would have wanted them to be neither the way you feared them to be. At that moment assurances don't work how much you may crave for them or the people giving them. Yes, a part of you secretly hopes, begs and prays for someone to give those assurances even knowing it won't make any difference now. But here's the worst part, whether these myths are busted for good or bad, either way you the one that gets hurt. Badly. You definitely have a clarity over things but you are actually left wondering what to do about it. All that is left is you.... A little exposed, a little hurt, a little wiser and yes, of course, a little heart that just got a little harder.

While it Rained......

Standing at the window in my favorite pj's lost in the aroma of my favorite hot tea i watched the rain falling from the sky. It was comforting realization that some things just don't change irrespective where in the world you are. Be it on either side of 250 kms. The sound of the rain, the smell of the earth, the cool breeze, the warmth you feel on hugging yourself when you feel that sweet coldness on your skin, the calm feeling within you and smiling to yourself over those fond moments.Mind wandered from one thought to other though neither repenting nor wishing. 

The mind played my favorite songs and few minutes later i heard myself humming the same tunes. I smiled to myself. By now the rain had slowed down. My cup of favorite tea was empty. Humming, 

"mehak jaau mai aaj toh aise
phul bagiya me mehke hain jaise
baadalo kee mai odhu chunariya
jhum jaau mai banake baavariya
apanee chhotee me baandh lu duniya......
DIL hai chota sa choti se asha....."

I decided to call it a day.