Monsoon


The ground is dry and parched under the scorching rays of the sun. The air is on fire and the leaves are perfectly still as if holding their breath. Nature seems to be frozen in time. There is a curious sense of anticipation.

In a sudden moment, the sky darkens and the sun is lost behind a blanket of grey clouds. The leaves flutter excitedly in the cool breeze. The clouds melt as the earth thirstily drinks in the first drops of rain. The monsoon has arrived.

The rainwater gushes through sundrenched fields bringing life to dormant seeds that have been waiting for this moment. Rivers flow and flowers bloom in celebration of the monsoon, as the world is transformed under its spell. The wild monsoon winds blow with abandon swaying everything in their path. The wind and the rain, the thunder and lightning, all play in perfect harmony, striking up a symphony in nature.

Whether its little children sailing paper boats on muddy rivers or people admiring the lush scenery, everyone is touched by the magic of the monsoon. With its life-giving rain and its wild storms, the monsoon is a mixed blessing, whimsical, unpredictable and unmistakably Indian.


Shantipriya


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