I loved u there....I hate you here.....
I loved you there for.....I loved the music of rain
I loved watching the rain from my varandah, sipping piping hot black coffee
I loved rain, walking through water filled 'idavazhikal',spalshing water and making myself more and more wet. Also, making sure that nobody sees that.
I loved watching drenched trees.
I loved the sun light peeping through the water drops.
I loved cooling my eyes with those water-crystals (This is a water like film formed around stems of grasses)
I hate you here for.....I hate the aandhi (a strong dusty wind, which usually happens before rain) before rain, which make my balconies dirtier.
I hate the traffic jams which make me late to reach home.
I hate the dirty water filled gutters.
I hate the cab drivers who enjoy the water splash by staining my new white dress (daag sche hai, par mera Surf excel does not do that).
I hate the flies who enjoy the rain on food items and my veranda. (Yes, it is a fly’s season on rainy days).
June 1
Today is June 1. In Kerala, June 1 is the beginning of a new academic year in Schools so as the most assured rainy day. Just like every kid, I also used to be very much excited to go to the new class and meeting friends after 2 months gap. We were supposed to sit in our old classes first and the teacher used to announce the names of those who were promoted to the next class. The next item in the agenda was to march to the new class room where our new class teacher would be ready to welcome us.
Then comes the fight for seats. I always wanted to sit in the extreme corner of second bench. Since I was one among the taller categories, in some classes I was forced to sit in the back bench to ensure that all those 'pokkam kuranjavar' can see the board clearly. I used to feel so ashamed to sit there since back bench used to be for repeaters. Yep, these back bench days got me a few friends who had 2-3 years experience in the same class and elder to me by 5-6 years....:-).
I loved the smell (I would say it a fragrance) of new books and used to enjoy it till they become older and get the smell of the leaked
curries from my lunch box and wet school bag.
Covering books and pasting name slips (we used to call them labels) on them were two of the most pleasant activities. We used last years calendars for covers and get brown papers for covering composition books. I used to possess a nice collection of name slips from
Poompatta, Balarama and
Amar chitra Katha. Me and my sister used to have tough fights to get the best name slips and calendars.
June 1 was supposed to be a half day for us and it used to rain heavily when we go back home. Still, I am confused about this phenomenon.
Over the years, the school reopening dates were changed and so as the commencement of rainy season. But, still the child in me love shivering in those wet uniforms, excitement of going to new classes and the never-ever disclosed pain of going school after 'valiya vacation' (long vacation).
"Oruvattam koodiyen ormakal meyunna
Thirumuttathethuvaan moham"
