Monsoon Memories

These are the last days of this summer,perhaps a good time to have some memories about monsoon.

Rain always came in the first week of june during my childhood days.It was like a song for me which I loved to hear more and more.
Day and night,it will continue as if it's never going to stop.I love recollecting the sound of those water drops falling from big trees to the plantain leaves when the rain stops for sometime in the night.I could precisely hear it,because there won't be any other sounds then.

I always loved to catch the Ice cubes falling with rain.We used to call it as a fruit.It is just an ice cube ,but we loved being in rain for that much time.

'sshhhhh' sound of rain is so mind blowing to hear and we were not bored of it even after hear it for 3 months continuously.


The only reason because of which I hate rain was that we always used to miss our PT session.We couldn't play because of rain.But that was when we were at the school.We had some restrictions.But in college I always loved to play football in rain.I don't know how to play it,but still running between the posts in the background of rain was very pleasing to mind and body.Every time when we try to kick we will fall down and so it's very funny too.

We have 2 or 3 rainy seasons,but monsoon is so special that it is not accompanied by lightning and thunder.Monsoon gives a feel of world with no osamas and prabhakarans compared to other rainy seasons.

Then I remember my days in monsoon with half wet newspapers and hot tea.I always used to read hot news in cool mornings.May be the mornings which I would never like to forget.

Our first semester exams were in the month of june and we had a concern as to whether we will be able to wake up and study because rain is a sweet song that aids in sleeping.Fortunately exams were at 2 pm

So looking back, Monsoons were so thrilling---those fruit,Music and some silly concerns.

My Nostalgia s

Human brain is on a developmental mode till the age of 15 or more(am not sure).We won't remember a major portion of the events that has happened in our life before that.I think it's because of that ,we cherish those events -which we can remember- as the most precious things in our life.

I remember only a handful of events in my childhood.But I really love recollecting those events on sleepless nights or at times when I badly need something to pass time and always at the end of it,I need half an hour more...:)

I studied in a Kindergarten in Delhi for one month and I don't know why I remember that cow in my way ,even now.
Then we came back to kerala.
When my mother cleaned water from my head using the towel,I always used to take that portion of towel in front of my face and wipe away the water on my face.I know this is a very small thing,in fact very small to be remembered,but believe me this was the first in my list when I decided to have a post on my Nostalgia s.

Then we used to play 'BUS'.We all will be buses and there will be a specific route for each person.We made the sound of engine and Horne.So there was only one vocal chord to produce these sounds for a BUS.So we always found it difficult to blow Horne,because engine will be off then.(:D)

We also played'Kanjiyum curryum'.(may be we can say 'Rice n curry'..:D)Its a simple game in which we will play a 'family'.Actually we were 4 people doing all these fun.We will form a mock family with a Father,mother and two children.So mother and daughter will prepare Rice and curry using sand and leaves by the time Father and son come back from office.It was real fun.

One day I used 'Kanmashi'-a sort of paste women use to darken their eye brows-to darken my eye brows when no one was there.This was when I was 5 or 6.Unexpectedly a neighbor came and I jumped out of the house in search of the nearest water source.I could have got water from my home,but I ran away because she had already seen me.
Unfortunately nearest water source was a bit far away..:(.
All were in search of me and my mother found me there after one hour or something.

And rest is anybody's guess.At first,My neighbor made me run to that place without a stick and finally My mother made me run from there to home with a stick and of course using that stick all over my body...:D