Midnights of Monsoon - Inspirational article

PUNE, India - June 18, 2013 - PRLog -- Dearest Darling Friends,

Did you hear the rainy tunes? Lets jump and dance for its already monsoon.

Did the child in you shout, ‘Lets get soaked?’

As the mystical mist covers everything like a cloak.

Did you feel the cry of joy?

That felt so deep that no one can destroy.

The sky is dark and covered by greys.

The breeze is chilly, there are no sun rays.

Do listen to the rainy,  tipper tapper tunes For we are in the midnights of monsoon.

Ahaaaa, here is an extra-ordinary season. The monsoons.

It delights, it drives people crazy, it liberates the souls of carefree people, it enslaves those who are weary and dull. It is a season of contradictions.

It is a season of excuses…It is a season of accomplishments.

This season changes people. See, it has made me a poet! For those who love to exercise, monsoons is a challenge they look forward to overcome.

And they do so. So don’t be surprised to see people running in the rains or going for their morning walk carrying their umbrellas.

For those who have to push themselves to exercise, monsoons are an ‘excuse’ for them to stay away. And they gladly do so!

For those who love nature, monsoon is an excuse to hit the hills and the mountains for trekking. It is also the PERFECT time for them to go for long drives, for them to stick their face out of the window and catch a few drops on their face and feel thrilled. It makes them feel vibrant and ALIVE.

For those who do not enjoy nature, it is the perfect time to brood and sulk and complain about how life gets thrown out of gear, this time of the year. It is time for them to fret over delayed meetings, missed appointments and everything else that goes haywire during monsoons.

For those who have the child in them alive, monsoon is the time to get soaked to the bones in the rains, slide and dive on the slushy greeny browny grass, shiver and have chai on the roadside as the rain drops fall in the chaiwala glass, have the biggest smile of the world pasted on their face as people watch them in bewilderment, make paper boats and float them in flowing water, or simply jump in a few puddles they come across.

It is time to enjoy the simple joys in life that is available in abundance in monsoons. For those who are a little ‘prim and proper’ types, monsoon is dangerous as there is every chance of the dress getting sullied and wrinkled.

The clothes do not dry fast and the mess of drying clothes all over the house makes them more and some of them absolutely irritable.

The floor almost every time is muddy, the roads are sloshy and people look so harried. For the romantic types, monsoon is the time that finds them sitting in the balcony, looking wistfully as the drops fall on the leaves, holds on for a few moments and slides towards mother earth.

There the drops meet similar other drops (their family members from the same cloud or neighboring clouds), form a stream and run along. Old haunting melodies find their way to the heart and emerges from their lips.

It is perfect time for nostalgia and deep sighs.

The non romantic non nature lover, poor fellow, can see only chaos and traffic jams in monsoons. The romantic feels liberated. The other, feels dread.

Monsoons are monsoons. Simple! People respond to it depending on their nature. Similarly, life is life. We respond to it depending on our nature.  

Some ‘get up’ every time they slip and fall. Some never walk fearing they ‘might’ fall.

We respond to opportunities and and threats depending on our nature.

Nelson Mandela was imprisoned for 27 years. He walked out of jail with no hurt or hatred in his heart. Some of us may throw tantrums if someone makes us wait for a few minutes. We respond to the behavior of people based on our nature.

So, this monsoons, will you complain about the monsoons or enjoy the monsoons will not depend on the monsoons. It will depend on ‘your’ nature.

With loads of love, prayers and exceptional wishes,

Narendra Goidani

As I Live…I Learn

www.lifeschool.co.in