The best part of rains is the rain itself..!

 

So it’s finally raining in B'lore...n its raining big...Lovely weather, all time windy and a little chilly...

 

Thinking about rains if remember so much related to my college life. I remember the day we got our final project printed it was raining really hard. Instead of waiting for rain to stop like the guys in my group did, me n praneeta waved them back in rain. We drove so much in rain that by the time we returned my home, we felt like water fountains...we had so much water soaked n poor pran,had to go kms back home...

 

Then I remember bunking class n driving to Sun temple...Somebody in group, probably maansi almost skidded in mud that day...We met a squirrel that day that had a special affection towards neha (They behaved like lost lovers)...

 

Then the hot coffee, our all time ,mocha at CCD...all drenched in rain we sat there sipping hot coffee for almost 5 hours...

 

Then I remember this guy from college, was used to stand in rain just to make it a point to talk...

 

Then bunny wanting to stand in rain outside .And when let out would stand like a small kid with his eyes struggling to open, somehow opening them half n looking at me all happy...then to get him back in ,I had to pick him up n bring inside..

 

Then Annie won’t go out because she hates dirt n mud on streets...

 

Me n dyna playing on terrace in rains...ah we both loved it.!

 

Most memorable is me di n dad on terrace whenever it rained...ahhh...di would be looking for shade n me n dad enjoying getting wet in rain...though ma never joined us but even she loved this trade..

 

N holi ki barish...uff...no comparison...me n my gang of friends getting wet in rain after holi...once me n rani were acting brave to get Rani's brother n his friends in color, but the output was as soon as they saw us we were caught, pick on shoulder n throw in colony's park fountain..

 

So much to say today....

So much with rains…

 

Can u believe this??

This is a long time back story...

Every morning I get late for office hurry through the chores and rush to office.But its different today.i am up before time..

So its early at 7 o'clock bright winter morning.I am all fresh after a sound sleep and lovely morning..I am wearing my favorite jeans and my hairs are wet.I wrapped a stole around me while walking down the lane to catch an Auto.On my way am listening to my favorite music on loudest of volume and its for a change, m in pleasent mood in bangalore today.Its quite chilly n m enjoying the cold breeze hitting my nose so strong to turn it red..i just feel its my kind of day..i started reading this book in my hand n m lost in my world...just then i notice something right in front of me...

n i froze to death..

Guess what it can be??

there was a small chicken hanging fresh dead near the drivers steering..i then noticed it again n then again.I was not sure if its for real.I was so much shocked that couldnt get to believe myself.but then ..I wanted to ask this guy what he was upto but then there is no point arguing with him about a chicken coz he might go n cook n eat that creature So i surendered n looked for a way out..was not in a position to say a word..

Suddenly he stopped at the signal.i got down gave him more than billed..n walked to a side..I dont know which part of blore i m..??

Standing on footpath on this sort of strange place i was thinking about the chicken over again n again..at the instant thought to call someone to pick me up but realised oops am a stranger in city..so shut up n work it out..

was still on footpath consoling myself..reached office and today m posting this.

strange world..!!