Its raining......
Its raining, and as it does when it rains down here in Chennai, it just lasts for about half an hour. So i expected it to stop, but it dint. God watered his Chennai garden close to about an hour. For a city that never sees rain, its drainage system is like the marriage kancheepuram saree. Always there, but never used. There are a lot of things that i love to do during rain (Ahhh... a list, finally, hope i meet up with better success than the last blog)
- Drive : With the swishy sound of the viper as the background, with the windows rolled up, music system shut off, i can hear myself think. I can keep driving like this for hours. (now you know why chennai traffic is what it is). If i am in a slightly naughty mood, then god save the poor pedestrians, they get a murky bath free of cost
- Eat Mirchi Bajji : this hot AP savoury is made from real green chilli hollowed out stuffed with something and deep fried in oil. (that explains my weight). Eat mirchi bajji with a cup of black coffee in front of a window seeing the rain is trust me, very groovy
- Whiskey : If its there, then it beats the first two options. A good peg on the rocks, (albeit with mirchi bajji as side dish) in the same bajji place is a great combo. Two or more such pegs and i get to my next fave action
- Get wet: I never heeded my mom's warning about catching a cold, fever and other ailments that are associated with getting wet, and used to freak when it rained. Just get wet, feel the water drop splashon your face, run down your cheeks is what i feel a heavenly feeling. I never did catch a cold though. So Mom, you are wrong!!!
- Sleep: With God almightly airconditining the room, what else, but take a cosy blanket, get covered from head to toe and go zzzzzz. - Make paper boats: Funny and childish, but i still do it sometimes. Make the paperboats. Name them titanic or USS Lousiana and send them into the sea of rainwater that ponds up in front of my house. and then throw a stone on them and have a sadistic patriotic feeling. I dont recollect naming any of them vikrant or viraat, cos i always used to throw a stone and sink my ships and you cant sink your own country's ships, can you?
- Light a matchstick and throw it into the water and watch the flame go off. I used to just love the way it used to go off. Gave me the kicks. Talk of troubled childhood.
OK, now that i have told you guys what i do, let me go and do them. :))
- Drive : With the swishy sound of the viper as the background, with the windows rolled up, music system shut off, i can hear myself think. I can keep driving like this for hours. (now you know why chennai traffic is what it is). If i am in a slightly naughty mood, then god save the poor pedestrians, they get a murky bath free of cost
- Eat Mirchi Bajji : this hot AP savoury is made from real green chilli hollowed out stuffed with something and deep fried in oil. (that explains my weight). Eat mirchi bajji with a cup of black coffee in front of a window seeing the rain is trust me, very groovy
- Whiskey : If its there, then it beats the first two options. A good peg on the rocks, (albeit with mirchi bajji as side dish) in the same bajji place is a great combo. Two or more such pegs and i get to my next fave action
- Get wet: I never heeded my mom's warning about catching a cold, fever and other ailments that are associated with getting wet, and used to freak when it rained. Just get wet, feel the water drop splashon your face, run down your cheeks is what i feel a heavenly feeling. I never did catch a cold though. So Mom, you are wrong!!!
- Sleep: With God almightly airconditining the room, what else, but take a cosy blanket, get covered from head to toe and go zzzzzz. - Make paper boats: Funny and childish, but i still do it sometimes. Make the paperboats. Name them titanic or USS Lousiana and send them into the sea of rainwater that ponds up in front of my house. and then throw a stone on them and have a sadistic patriotic feeling. I dont recollect naming any of them vikrant or viraat, cos i always used to throw a stone and sink my ships and you cant sink your own country's ships, can you?
- Light a matchstick and throw it into the water and watch the flame go off. I used to just love the way it used to go off. Gave me the kicks. Talk of troubled childhood.
OK, now that i have told you guys what i do, let me go and do them. :))


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rain starved delhi and rain starved chennai....well when it rains here...all we do is got o the terrace and watch the ladies soaking in rain,....the harder the rain hotter it gets.....:)...well witten...driving also is fun with better roads in delhi....
I hope you enjoyed your rain as much as I am enjoying the coolness of the night after a much too hot summer.
And, thanks for visiting my blog and the words you shared.
hi appu,
you just reminded me of my cildhood day...and a song by Jagjit Singh
"Voh kagaj ki kashti,Voh barish ka pani..."
Rishi: Yeah, Good roads in delhi but pretty bad traffic
Nick: Welcome to Appu's lines. In the city that i live theres nothing called winter. :) occassional rains. Enjoy the weather.
Tanu: Welcome. You bet, there are still things from our bachpan that we still keep doing
Rishi: Yeah, Good roads in delhi but pretty bad traffic
Nick: Welcome to Appu's lines. In the city that i live theres nothing called winter. :) occassional rains. Enjoy the weather.
Tanu: Welcome. You bet, there are still things from our bachpan that we still keep doing
Yuck, I hate rains to the maximum. My rain anthem
"I am only happy when it rains" - Garbage.
GS: i love rains, kinds makes u wonder where is it all coming from. :))
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