Monday, July 20, 2009

Water

I never get tired of watching the rain fall and also writing about and since it is the monsoon here in India it is the second write up on rain pretty soon. After a long time I got to see the rains of Kerala and it is as beautiful as I remembered it to be. When the rains come down in torrents it is as though the grass in the fields and the trees are waving their hands and dancing in happiness.

They are nodding their little rain drenched heads and opening their tiny hands to welcome and hold as much water in them as they can. Mother earth becomes one big river starting off with the small rivulets, those then joining the bigger rivulet. Eventually all of it flowing into the canals and the rivers which get filled up leading it to overflow from the boundaries set up by man. It is as though all of nature’s element are in their naughtiest moods and are back to their childhood days with the coming of the monsoons.

I don’t know if you have noticed but babies are attracted to water and I am sure their main loved activity of the day would be when they are given a bath as they get to play in the water. Because the rest of the time the bathroom are locked and the bucket and mugs are kept empty by the parents knowing very well that the babies would not miss an opportunity to play in water.

What is it about water in the form of the still water in the pond or the flowing water in the rivers or the rain drops that fall that attracts us to it. It brings about calmness to our souls and gives us peace. It even attracts the babies to it. All of us love splashing away in the rivers and sea and also love drenching in the rain. It attracts not only the babies but also us towards it.

I had my hearts fill of splashing in the puddles and small rivulets of water when in Kochi but it is only in kochi that I splash away to my heart’s content because I know that it just pure rain water and not water from the gutter mixed with rain water as seen in other cities.

A blank canvas awaiting to be filled.............the random thoughts which seldom stop.....a spark