Aah! and it is taking ages to rain (at pune???) u read it right.
I could not think of any 'glorified place' to keep this scribbling, so kept it here for u to read+think+analyse how much I want the smell of rains to flirt with my olfactory
yesterday while walking that half a km i could treat myself with the off burnt wood and charcoal..i wanted the smell of earth though...do u feel the same terpidation and forboding feeling towards this not so expected prolonged heated weather at pune. or do u feel your point of view obstructed by apprehension of not seeing the phenomenal happenings?
I look outside the window; resent the hot afternoon and snug myself in my shelter (waiting till it gets better outside) Damn it, used to do it in Delhi... and now pune the same thing..hope not.... the pictures abv are so comforting. so i look at them (time n again). I remember the first rainy season i witnessed here. Gosh, I used to think of Pune as some forsaken place for first few days coz it rained so much (read cats n dogs if u follow colloq. eng) the downpour ruined my shopping, my new formal wear, my heels, liner n et al. i thought of it as some ungodly thingy. but at the same time (paradoxically) I remember being in awe. I explored the 'beautiful pune' (sneaked a lot of trip in btwn to the scenic beauties)
the passage of time is instinctual and the pune frogs are estranged (they have never seen the temperature soaring so high).
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