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Elixir From Heaven

May 6, 2010

Imagine this – It’s Summer Season, Mercury rise is threatening to break thermometers, you think hundred times before even trying to step outside your house or office. The rays from sun are piercing your head and toasting everything inside you. The only saving grace for tormented souls is air coolers or ACs, and even they provide superficial relief from the heat.

And then one day you are stepping out, you gaze towards the sky, you notice some rain bearing black clouds ready to dazzle the earthlings with the elixir of rainfall. Your mind wanders, is this just a way, the superior being is using to display his sense of humor. And then you feel that elusive drop on your face and the body cells shiver in the excitement and expectancy. And then the drops begin to splatter on the ground displaying the coordination of a symphony, supported by the intermittent shattering thunders. Earth heaves a sigh of relief and absorbs the drops in a hurry, fearing the whimsical moods of rain gods. And then the most wonderful fragrance in this ethereal world enters your nostrils, the odor of mother earth soaking in rains. You can pack all the fragrances of the world in a small bottle, but this fragrance cannot be captured, it is the smell of satisfaction and fulfillment, it comes right from God’s backpack.

As you see the world enthralled in the shower, the greenery around seems to sing along with the orchestral music of rains. Then you remember the titter tatter of rains on the tin roofs of your ancestral house in a quaint village, and your soul now wants to emerge from your body and dance in the deluge of blessings in disguise. It seems that earth is enjoying the escapade from the persistent torture from the sun.


Then you get out in open without any raincoats or umbrellas, letting the direct contact to be established between rains and you. You venture out leaving all the worries behind, letting the heavenly waters to purge all the negativity from you. Then you become free from everything that shackles you, responsibilities, career, future; and you just live in the moment absorbing every ounce of the elixir. And then you pass that roadside tea stall, where you get the most brilliant cut ginger chai and pakodas , life is complete at that moment, all your wishes and ambitions take a back seat and you just bask in that moment of serenity and satiation. Can life get any better than this?

This magical gift from Nature reminds us that howsoever materialistic comfort, we surround ourselves in; Happiness in life comes in very simple forms. The eternal joy and soothing that we get in that unexpected shower from heaven is unparallel and can’t be bought anywhere. It reminds us of the presence of that superior one, who is the owner of the things that actually make our life worth living. Also it reminds us in the mad rush for money and comfort, we should give Nature its due space, else Life on our beautiful planet Earth won’t be sustainable.

12 Comments leave one →
  1. May 13, 2010 7:10 am

    Nice Post. Little things in life actually are the pleasure that remain passing the testament of time. b.e.a.utifully depicted!!

    • May 13, 2010 9:16 am

      Thanks Kartik for visiting and thanks a lot for the comments.

  2. May 10, 2010 12:12 am

    Wow! You write so well! I am captivated by the way you write. I also have the first pic that you have posted. It’s really beautiful. And the second pic, they depict my thoughts while it rains. I love the fragrance of the soil when it rains. Everything’s so natural. Your post sure brings back memories. 🙂

    • May 10, 2010 12:27 am

      Hey Thanks Enigma !! You went back reading my post, my objective achieved..Thanks for visiting !!

  3. May 8, 2010 6:59 am

    There is poetry in your prose!…I love the rain too…and nature too…lovely write!…WAY TO GO

  4. May 7, 2010 1:44 pm

    I must say you have a way with words. I loved the graphic picture you have painted. You have a very descriptive and lyrical style.
    Have you considered writing poetry?
    Will look forward to more posts from you.

    • May 7, 2010 2:14 pm

      Hey Thanks Shweta. Nothing beter than appreciation 🙂 I haven’t considered Poetry as i think its not my cup of tea, still will give it a try, obliging to your advice. Thanks a lot for visiting.

  5. May 7, 2010 12:23 am

    i am impressed by your language and your expression
    and that picture of rain falling—– I actually felt is is really raining
    rains reminds of hot ginger tea, hot pakodas or piping hot vada pav, playing in the rain, getting wet, watching the rain drops
    just waiting for the rain Gods to have mercy on us the Mumbaities.
    i hope it rains this year
    we are starving ( actually the right word would be thirsty) but this sounds more appropriate 🙂 for rains

    • May 7, 2010 12:40 am

      Thanks Anju for honoring my request for a visit on my blog. And thanks a lot for the comments. We all are waiting for the rains as the summers are getting hotter year by year, May our prayers be heard.Amen.

  6. May 6, 2010 9:52 am

    Fantastic post, I must say. Your post has made me think about all the fond memories I have about rain. My ancestral house, my village, tea stall, ginger tea…..I just want to go out and walk in the rain, right now…

    • May 6, 2010 10:41 am

      Thanks Man..Rainy season is my favorite and if it is between tormenting summers, even better. Thanks for the acknowledgement.

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