The sun is belting down and combined with humidity is making for a really sweaty day. A glance skywards confirms clouds gathering up and getting lower towards earth. The wind has picked up speed and there is dust flying all over. Little whirls of breeze are lifting up bits of plastic and paper and carrying them some distance until they fall.
The clouds meanwhile are turning grey and soon there is a flash of lightning. A few seconds later there is a loud clap of thunder. The trees have started swaying vigorously. The leaves slowly start looking greener as a result of the dust falling off them. There is another flash of lightning followed by even louder thunder.
A huge drop strikes the ground and then breaks into several little droplets. A few feet away another drop repeats the phenomenon. Then there are a few more drops and the sky is nearly black. The aroma of water mixing with dry sand fills the air. Another huge flash of lightning lights up everything and there it is. A downpour! Clear liquid falling from the heavens whereas a turbid stream flowing down the trees. The leaves have gone completely green.
Small rivulets start obeying gravity and flow down the gradients. That sight takes me back to my childhood, when we used to make paper boats and let them float. Scattered potholes turn into puddles, in which little kids jump and splash. The atmosphere is now cooler and that’s how it stays till the downpour turns into a drizzle and finally comes to a stop!
Well, it’s almost the end of October, and we still have rains. Little wonder, that I had to write this.
