It rained tonight.
The relief was overwhelming from the stifling summer night's heat. The signs were quite clear from the evening. The air was still, everything gloomy and the sky a shade of dark purple-orange. Slowly the clouds overcasted the stars and the slice of moon. The anticipation was building up for the climax of experiencing monsoon's first showers.
I love the monsoon and I mean I really love the monsoon with all its varied forms of drizzle, thunderstorms and every other form of precipitation. Gradually the sparks started flying in the clouds. The power went off, maybe to compliment the approaching spectacle. The dazzling white lightning streaked across the blue illuminating it with the most brilliant display of fireworks imaginable. And the rumble of the thunder that followed, ohh ho ho, the deep sonorous sound vibrating the earth with the occasional sharp crackling. The lightning and thunder, the best light-and-sound show that can be enjoyed. The wind gave them perfect company by rushing in the cool smell of the approaching showers. Suddenly everything was calm signaling the start of the show. The stage was set for the grand entry, and then it happened.
First, the big fat drops started making way like the jugglers heading a huge carnival. They started releasing that intoxicating earthy smell from the parched ground. The sweet smell of the arid earth getting soaked. The pattering of the droplets gradually turning to a torrential downpour. The deluge gained momentum with every gust of wind. I couldn't hold any longer and drenched myself underneath the outburst. The cold drops were stinging my face and bare torso, but it was so refreshing that I stood there hypnotized. The water streaming from head to toe stimulating every cell. The downpour gradually subsided to a drizzle and the wind slowing down to a cool breeze. Monsoon's first shower was leaving the stage for the coming spectacles of the season.
Wishing everybody a very wet and refreshing monsoon.
The relief was overwhelming from the stifling summer night's heat. The signs were quite clear from the evening. The air was still, everything gloomy and the sky a shade of dark purple-orange. Slowly the clouds overcasted the stars and the slice of moon. The anticipation was building up for the climax of experiencing monsoon's first showers.
I love the monsoon and I mean I really love the monsoon with all its varied forms of drizzle, thunderstorms and every other form of precipitation. Gradually the sparks started flying in the clouds. The power went off, maybe to compliment the approaching spectacle. The dazzling white lightning streaked across the blue illuminating it with the most brilliant display of fireworks imaginable. And the rumble of the thunder that followed, ohh ho ho, the deep sonorous sound vibrating the earth with the occasional sharp crackling. The lightning and thunder, the best light-and-sound show that can be enjoyed. The wind gave them perfect company by rushing in the cool smell of the approaching showers. Suddenly everything was calm signaling the start of the show. The stage was set for the grand entry, and then it happened.
First, the big fat drops started making way like the jugglers heading a huge carnival. They started releasing that intoxicating earthy smell from the parched ground. The sweet smell of the arid earth getting soaked. The pattering of the droplets gradually turning to a torrential downpour. The deluge gained momentum with every gust of wind. I couldn't hold any longer and drenched myself underneath the outburst. The cold drops were stinging my face and bare torso, but it was so refreshing that I stood there hypnotized. The water streaming from head to toe stimulating every cell. The downpour gradually subsided to a drizzle and the wind slowing down to a cool breeze. Monsoon's first shower was leaving the stage for the coming spectacles of the season.
Wishing everybody a very wet and refreshing monsoon.
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