Rain...

Today’s article is dedicated to one of my most favorite things in this world… that’s RAIN!!!! I love rain more than anything. I don’t know the exact reason but rain makes me go crazy. Every rainy season brings some special moments for me… I am not saying that that special thing is about a person or a happy moment; many times rain brings pain along with it; but still I love Rain. How can I forget the fist rain???? Each and every year I wait for the first rain drop… for the past few years; I had tried my best to get wet in the first rain of the season (then that rain can be in the night also, 2 years ago I got wet in the Midnight rain… quite strange… I know) Nothing like that!

Rain stimulates each and every sense of human being. Surprised?
‘Smell’, the smell of wet soil, (there is very beautiful word in Marathi for wet soil:’Mrudgandh’, Mrud means Soil and Gandh is the fragrance.).
‘Hear’, sound of drops rushing towards thirsty soil, thunder, clouds welcoming king of all seasons i.e. rain.
’See’, the lightening just like someone is tearing the clouds apart and making way for the Rain, 7 colored spectrum of welcome path for rain i.e. Rainbow. ‘Touch’, touch of first rain drop, instead of the drop of sweat, a cool wet drop of rain rolls down the body soaking all the tiredness, giving kind of relaxation.
‘Taste’ this is the sense that is really hard to relate with the rain. But instead of considering this as physical taste; I will relate it with the taste experienced by our mind. Rain opens up the mind and we taste the beauty of nature, that roaring rain shows the strength, greatness of nature and makes us realize our helplessness in front of nature. Of course how can I forget the relation of ‘Kanda Bhajee’ (Onion Bhajee) and hot tea… both of these things taste really different when we eat them in the rain…

During my engineering once I had really tough day. I screwed my practical and goofed up in the viva. I was totally exhausted and down. I was thinking about many things, mostly crap. My mood was worst than ever. I was sitting in the canteen and suddenly black clouds appeared in the sky, thunders, lightening and rain followed them. There was a curtain of rain outside. It was raining cats and dogs. I couldn’t see anything outside. And I don’t know what happened to me, I got out in the rain, everybody around me was trying to get in the shed and I was walking in the rain… I will never forget that scene. That rain made me so relaxed that I was totally calm, quite. I took a round around the college. Everyone was staring at me. I know they must be thinking who’s this crazy guy?? But I never cared about those stares. When I came back to canteen, totally drenched, my mind was free from everything. I was just admiring the beauty of that heavy rain. Rain made me feel really nice. It cooled me. I can’t explain my emotions at that time but rain really helped me a lot. Rain makes me mad.

There are thousands of things I can tell about the rain. Most of the times; rain also brings pain for me. I have many sad memories also.

“I love to walk in the rain,
Because it opens my heart and frees my pain;
Den I don’t have any fear,
Because no one can differentiate my single tear;
Sky cries with me to share my pain,
And that’s why I love to walk in the rain…”

These are some of the lines I have written which describes one of the reasons why I love rain. Whenever there is rain, a movie rolls in front of my eyes. I remember many moments, millions of incidents, emotions, crazy things, hurt feelings… This movie is just like Arabian Nights stories. One story starts from the other, one thing initiates second thing; like chain reaction. I won’t be able to put those emotions on paper as those feelings are very subtle and hard to put in words. But rain gives me joy as well as pain. I tried that in my poems… I am writing this just to share my thoughts. Some one may hate rain, however I am not here to prove anything or justify rain. One may say that rain is taking lives. But this blog is dedicated to my rain, ya I mean it, I consider rain as one of my best friends…

So if you see a guy getting wet in the rain and enjoying that moment, don’t get surprised…

Expectations????

People say that never expect anything from others; but still we expect many things from our loved ones and friend. Is it bad to expect then? I think this is the most difficult thing in any relationship. One should be aware of the rising expectations of the other person in the relationship. As far as I know, whenever we get involved in someone; instead of reducing the expectations we keep on increasing them. This makes the other person really uncomfortable in that relation.

But in the beginning of any relation; if both of them are fulfilling each others’ expectations; then that should be continued throughout their life. Later no one in that relation should deny those expectations. It’s just like making someone used to a thing and then denying the very same fact (just like an Addiction.)

I think, expectations are root cause of many misunderstanding. ‘I expected your call; and you didn’t even bother to call me or sms me?’… This simple statement says thousand words of anger and distrust. And I am damn sure; most of the misunderstandings remain unaffected as we never talk openly about the expectations. If from the beginning only we adopt not to expect anything then there is less pain. Never expect anything from anyone. You don’t know who will hurt you. You keep on fulfilling the other person’s expectations and the other person never bothers to do anything for you. This hurts more than anything and breaks the heart.

But the question remains the same… why do we expect at the first place? If you follow the golden rule of not expecting anything from others you will be quite happy in your life. But emotional people fail to do this. Their every relation suffers from the same phenomenon…