when it rains,it pours

Its amazing how a day that has been goin miserably takes a u-turn and turns out to be one of the most memorable this month.The skies opened and finally i had a taste of what i had been prayin to the gods for a month now, a respite from the oppressive heat. Somehow its akin to a phenomenon that is considered rare and its occurrence deemed a miracle. although gujarat has been known for it extremes on all climates, i always felt this was not true with respect to the monsoons that it never got its fair share of the monsoon rains.

The day had held no surprises, not until late afternoon. And here i was, bored and fiddlin around with michael crichton's "prey". Halfway thru the book i was completely entangled in his techno mumbo-jumbo and lost interest. Then i tried in vain to catch up wid some school friends in orkut,but everyone except me seemed to be too busy, and considerin the fact that my blogspot is hardly frequented i dint have any messages to look forward to either. "cud it get more miserable" i thought and that was when i heard it, a clap of thunder. i was surprised, the sun had been fryin hot when i had gone out for lunch and now i was hearin wat were the first signs of an impendin rain. i rushed out and to my surprise was greeted by a dark sky and a pleasnt breeze that was slowly pickin up in speed. For the first time i empathised with the farmers in the movie "lagaan" who danced thru a whole song on seein a speck of black cloud, and if it werent for the gale force winds that were sweepin trees and plants of the ground i wud have rushed out into the rain and danced to "ghanan ghanan..." myself. Standin there on the first floor balcony i cud feel my spirits rise up wid the wind. It's usually believed that winds prevent rainfall as they carry the clouds away and this is wat i feared, the last thing i wanted was to face the same disappointment that those guys in the movie faced and that too when the conditions were so perfect. but as if too assuage my concerns a slight drizzle had started and finally voila! it was pourin down in sheets. Felt like nature had finally woken upto my prayers and the rain went on for a full hour. everywhere i saw ppl rushin out and dancin in the rain unmindful that they were soakin wet, i was tempted to join in but as much as i enjoy watchin the rain i don share the same enthusiasm for gettin drenched. and to top it off we even had a few hailstones.

after that there was no turnin bak, things started lookin up. finally i had somethin to keep me occupied, played badminton for 2 hours, listened to music and hell! i dint even seem to mind readin crichton for a few hours. I ended the day mesmerized by ingrid bergman(yeah casablanca fame) in "notorious" by alfred hitchcock.