Being lived half my age in cities where people crib about rains due to their inconvenience in transportation,etc. I never felt a dime of difficulty in my life due to rainfall. In cities like Kolkata and Mumbai, where monsoon comes as an alert to buy and keep groceries packed at home and be ready to reach office/college late or even skip sometimes. Well, the reason being of course non-maintenance of roads and overflowing of rainwater from every corner possible. But I grew up in a city where I hardly faced any such issues, though the roads are hardly maintained there too :P. I remember pulling my ‘way back from school friend’ to jump on the rainwater stacks again and again getting ourselves wet and dirty while we also prepare ourselves for a mumma’s scolding. 😀 Though my mom is a sweetheart in these cases. She will take the badla (revenge) in some other mean situations :P. Childhood and its memories has no comparison at all.
Another drenchful memory from my childhood was when I went to a friend’s house on my favorite ladybird cycle. There were no cell phones back then. It was almost time for me to return home and it was raining heavily. Mother at home, sat at the main door worried. I on the other hand, was pulling my cycle hard to reach covering the upward slanting road when there were hardly anything visible. Anyhow I reached home as quickly as possible, completely drenched (like I was inside a pool for many hours). Seeing mom was the best thing that day as she smiled and took me in with all the pampering. Moms are the best you see.
Now-a-days I don’t crib about rainfalls at all when I am living in the state with 2nd largest rainfall in the county, not that I have done that before. I always liked rains. Specially after the sweaty summer, when monsoon arrives with the wet sand smell and flower buds. My favorite part had to be the special hot-khichdi that mummy dear used to make for lunch on a special rainy day .And for now, I love it, I love everything that rains bring with it. The cold breeze, the water droplets on the wires and leaves, the wet sand smell, the washed roads, the farms, happiness on farmer’s faces, the bird calls which are more audible in monsoon as its the breeding season for many Indian birds, the cute insects, snakes, toads,colorful flowers, too many butterflies and above all the greenery everywhere. I have certainly stopped saying that winter is my favorite season anymore. Though spring can be comparable with rains. But monsoon is love.
Birds also love rains as much I do I guess, otherwise why would they call me so much to get to the balcony and watch them every now and then 😛 . Watching birds perched on the top of a branch calling for its mate just before the shower hits, is one of its kind of pleasure that only a bird lover can understand. And afterwards when they decide to get with the flow and get wet in the rain. Aah.. I can watch them all day.
They are in their own world without any knowledge of being watched by us, is a power they hold that makes them fearless. Plus obviously they don’t have to worry about changing clothes or going to a doctor to feel better. And that is what I call nature. Earth belongs to them. Nature is their home and we are just the watchers in this world.
Also minding our own business is the best thing we humans can learn from them. Isn’t it? Preying, eating, sleeping, mating and living a life making it a worth. Why can’t we do the same. Well we all know the answer for that. We have brains… just too much of it..For giving it a rest,let’s just enjoy the showers as they do.
In some of the occasions while observing them, I managed to click them enjoying rains as this would be the best thing I can do. Well obviously I just cant mind my own business but interfere into theirs.. Actually it has become a part of my daily life. The most beautiful part.
Usually when it rains, I can’t get out to photograph much and it stretches for months in this state. Hence the best I could do is to watch the visitors and taking some habitat shot (okay from a long distance but I wouldn’t mind that too till they are birds and they are visible.:)) All the photographs you see here today are taken from my bedroom balcony.
Now its almost time for bidding the monsoon until next year. Oh ya, by now you all must be knowing that I missed mom a lot this season, as always though.:) 😦
Other birds that are common in rains here are Asian koel, scaly breasted munia, red whiskered bulbul, red vented bulbul, white cheecked barbet, greater flameback woodpecker,etc.
That is it for today’s post guys. And my apologies for not absent all this while.
Until next time, keep spreading love and laughter 🙂