It rained that day

I was taking a nap in my office bus(as usual :)) and just as I was about to go in deep trance, I woke up suddenly with a few droplets of water on my face. I couldn’t sleep after that nor could I avoid being nostalgic. Memories started pouring in along with the rains and I went back to my childhood.

I remember myself playing in the rain, jumping in the puddle and splashing the water over the friends. My friend got enraged and we had stopped talking for next few days. But those were innocent fights and I didn’t fear losing my friends. It was fun :). I wish those times are back again where there was no ego, no fear of losing friends and the silence between the friends didn’t last long.

Then the memories of my (first) accident got in. Due to rains, the brakes of my bicycle didn’t work and to my folly I started racing with my friend who was in Auto Rickshaw and just as I was going on one side of road to dodge rickshaw, a stone of considerable size came in between and I tumbled. My face was bruised all over and I got stitches just below and above my eye. My eye was saved by a whisker. The friend immediately acted and took me to the hospital and was treated accordingly. Eventually my bruises healed. But we(friends) became close to each other :). The other day he called me to tell me that he still remembered that incident. It feels good that the childhood friends still remember me :)

The next memories were in my college. It was my last year and I used to go to college to study. The final exam was in rainy season. When it rained, me and one of my friends (he) used to sit in the shed just outside our college library ("पावसाच्या किनार्यावर"- the term that was coined by me for the situation :)) watching the rain. We used to say that we couldn’t study in that romantic weather (for no reason and no one in mind) and it was more of a excuse for not studying and getting to do timepass. Looking back I think I was better then with no weird thoughts in mind, with the future secured (with placement in Infy I thought my future is secured) and enjoying the solitude :)

The next set was in Infy though. That day too it had suddenly rained in March and it poured hailstones. Me and my friend were completely drenched, collecting the hailstones during the rains and eating them like a child. People might have thought that it was unprofessional but it was one great thing to do I thought. We didn’t think what other might say or feel. We were just being ourselves :)



After this memory, I realized that my stop was nearby and I had to get down. What a timing it was. Even the bus didn’t feel that more memories should pester me :). While getting down from the bus, I changed my mind to look for a shelter or take an auto home. I decided to walk the whole stretch of 1.5 kms just soaking myself in the unrestrained rain. It was a time I didn’t care about other people, not thinking what people might say and felt great for enjoying the moment with people sitting in their cars and honking their horns at me. People were looking at me with envy, not able to drench themselves especially when I did not fear cars splashing water on me as I was already wet.

These rains when they come suddenly bring back the memories galore :). But along with them brings the thoughts that I wish I could change many things and that the things were better earlier. Somethings cannot be changed. But it also gives the hope that the things would be good in the future as they were sometimes in the past.