The wind has in it a hint of chill carried over from far away lands. Smoky clouds line the sky at all times. My plants have all inclined to one side, having finally given up the battle of standing straight against the beating wind. Clear signs that it is MONSOON!! Couldn't be sooner! :)
What is it about the monsoon and the homesick mind? Maybe because it never rains anywhere like it rains back home. No sight will be as enticing as water collecting under the mango tree in the front yard, as seen from the window of your cosy room. No where else will you find a similar green, as seen from the terrace of my home after a shower.
But twirling my umbrella and plodding along MG Road, unwittingly caught in a channel of filthy water gushing to meet more filthy water, I can't but hum. It is, after all, monsoon.
Talking of monsoon, there was recently a photo exhibition of rains in the Malabar region of Kerala. Photographs by my friend, NP Jayan. Read about it here, and take a look at his work here.
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