The Monsoon Delight

There was always something about the monsoon season of Kerala. I have shared some of the photos of the season now and then either on Facebook or on one of my blogs. Monsoon and the love for rain goes a long way back through the memories. It used to be something not that much loved when beginning on the same day on which the schools re-opened. But that was never what the monsoon was really about. Monsoon was a delight, and the season was special.

It has the special power of rejuvenation, and along with growing those beautiful thoughts to full strength, the emotional side is easily awakened. It has been what monsoon could manage during its favourite months of glory. When you look at the rain drops, it is more like a shower of memories rather than the water that is drained away from the higher realms. It is the choice of the God of Rain, and the direct effect is on our feelings more than the Earth eagerly awaiting the drops.

So to these memories that come down during the monsoon, on a day of full showers in June 2065, I shall sit at the balcony, remembering the day which I proposed in 2015 – a day which is yet to come looking at the situation from this portion of the timeline. It would be another rainy day, not of monsoon, but of the summer showers, giving the life to nature and all hopes which were gone down in the dust and heat that had replaced the less effective winter which had died a slow death.

The proposal there has to take place during the rain. With love in each drop of rain, I would have to wait for the time when she arrives. What is it that the the beauty of rain cannot be, other than a beautiful setting which can summon an even bigger moment of eternal beauty, which can be remembered forever? I would wait for her in the rain, on the Honda Dio, as she would come from a distance with the blue umbrella. There would be thunder and lightning in the sky, but none like those in my heart.

There are seeds that need water, and can love be one of them? After having tea from the nearby tea shop, I shall wait, in hope to have another glass of tea, and may be have the elixir of life with her for a lot of other occasions. There is no need for background music, because the songs of rain are far more advanced and enjoyable than any other, and the visuals of thunder in the sky can claim more brilliance than any other thing of visual splendour.

Well, it has to come right out of the heart, or else it wouldn’t feel right. But I would expect the rain to help me on this. There have been many occasions when the rain has inspired me – it has ruined many outdoor games and travel plans, but has never been short of inspiration. So, it is my privilege to propose just after the next thunder strikes, and with that I would have said those words which I have never said before, even for fun. What will the rain say about that?

Yes, love has all the power to be a rewarding feeling, and rain has always been a rewarding factor – that is one strong and worthy combination. It brings back the best of the memories which will be set on fire again during 2065, exactly fifty years after the day of this proposal. Love is often like a river that runs wild, but so are memories, and there is no need to teach rain about the quality of being wild. May the rain inspire more love stories than any other and let it purify each instance of romance. Lets Blog and believe in #SoundOfLove.

I am participating in the #SoundOfLove activity atBlogAdda in association with Bluestone

TeNy

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10 thoughts on “The Monsoon Delight

  1. So romantic & sweet, Teny!
    Remembered the soft Hindi rain-songs- Rimjhim gire saawan & Rimjhim rumjhum etc… sound of music & love 🙂
    Best wishes for the contest!
    Happy V Day 🙂

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