First drops of Monsoon...relief? hope?

What's the exact feeling you get when you spend the first half of the day dejected, open the window shutter and screens in the evening to find a lovely golden glow outside! Not the gold of your daily sunset, but that which bathes the buildings, roads and trees under a dark and cloudy sky.

Ready for rain! Relief! Something I long for after these months of sweltering heat and sweat. Something that makes me leave the windows open in spite of mosquito fear, and smell the air...rain smells!

It drizzled. Heavily. And then soberly. But it drizzled yes, sweeping the cemented and asphalted earth with its wet warmth.

It's against poetic norms, but the cloudy gloom that set in this evening actually lifted my spirits a bit. For, it brought in life....fresh smells. A fresh season. Those precious new moments when I watch the new mother cuddle up her baby at the window and talk to it!

Never mind those Met warnings that splashed the tabloid front page.

I long for the thunder. Showers...for that drench in unprocessed water straight from heavens, that feels a lot cleaner than chlorinated tap water.

Summer's been hectic. Summer brought in togetherness. It brought in sorrow too. But rains are what nurture the earth. Me the invisible speck included.

Word Block again!

At times one sits in front of the PC, stares blankly into the blog screen, wondering what to write. And cannot move a word!

Word block at it again! Have tried hard to pen in a few words, pound the keyboard with nonsense at least. And failed at it.

Cannot quite figure out where it began. Was it the hectic summer cleaning before arrival of guests? Was it the belated news of the death of a close friend? Anger that I was not around for him in those final months? Disgusted I could not make it to the funeral too? Or cerebral fatigue?

For those who're following my blog regularly, apologies. Am planning to put in some energy in the blog's design, and working at it. Hopefully something should emerge soon.