Hello again here I am back again, I now it has been quiet a while that I have posted something on my blog. It’s my view towards inspiration that has stopped me from writing anything new. To be honest it has been almost a year now that I came to Mumbai. And I have no doubt is saying that I love this city. Specially the rainy season here. People may complain a thousand things about it but I am its true and honest fan. It could be really romantic if you are with someone special. If not this cities rain will help you find that someone special for sure.
To meet an old friend in this city too is a daunting task. But
when recently I meet an old friend I had an experience that reaffirmed my faith
in the abilities and surprises that this city holds. This was the first time that we meet after
our college got over all thanks to facebook .
She was my classmate and a very good friend. But there wasn’t anything
special or what you call attraction amongst us. She was equally talkative back then
as she was the day I meet her in juhu recently. Not much has changed since then
only the fact that now she isn’t the only one wearing spectacles and back then
she always wanted to ride my bike for which I would never agree. Also the fact
that she was very amazed and mesmerized by the fact of working in night shifts.
To my surprise now I was the more talkative person as she enquired all the
possible things that one could ask from health, food, personal life and even
work culture of people working in shifts.
You know time really skates by when you meet such a person
after a very long time. It over whelms your mind and you forget to keep track
of things in such situations. Be it the time or your belongings. That what she
did. She forgot her umbrella in the theater itself and frankly speaking in the
between the hilarious thoughts of past and the excitement and joyfulness of
meeting an old colleague it’s hard for an umbrella to find its place.
And you know what made her realize this?
You guessed it correct the Mumbai rains. Here is a fact
about Mumbai rains its always unexpected and willingly or forcefully it will
get better of you. Neither an umbrella nor a raincoat can stop it from hugging you
and making you fall in love. It can be super romantic or a real party pooper. Maybe
it was my lucky day or maybe not…
The sudden down pour caught both of us off-guard and although
I had an umbrella and it took me less than 15 sec to pull it out and open it
but by that time we both were almost drenched. That was the moment she realize her
umbrella was missing and she didn’t hesitate to come under mine. But single
umbrella can barely keep one person dry leave apart two. Although we stood
under a tree with the umbrella the rain water some how manage to find its way
to us. It caused both of us to move inward and our proximity decreased gradually.
Now that’s the magic I was talking about. We were never so close to each other
before neither I felt like this ever but women I tell you are really magical
creature. You will never know when you fall in there trap. Why?
While standing there I noticed that she had a mole in her
right ear. Which looked really beautiful as it rested in a place so intimate
and hidden. This caught my attention and I kept staring at it for a while. Was something
wrong with me?
To add icing on the cake the winds that would blew across
her semi-wet hair would carry with it the perfume of her shampoo which was, I guess
DOVE or LO’REAL. But whatever it was it was mild and something that would sink
in you soul and be there for ever. It filled my lungs and I felt like getting dissolved
in it. The tempting fragrance made me take long breathing to inhale as much as
possible and the winds just kept bring her closer and closer to me.
Suddenly a drop of water leaked from my umbrella and fell on
her shoulder. It slowly navigated its way from her shoulder to her back and
then rolled down her back under her white top. Then another fell at the same
place and then another. They kept falling and conquering her fairly golden
skin. Without her permission, fearlessly and with full enthusiasm they made her
expression change as if the were electrifying her. As the drops fell and scrolled
down her eyes would melt and close in the most amazing way possible and she
would shiver and sizzle making me feel like butter on a hot pan.
Then she turned towards me and now we stood facing each
other and her perfume came with every breath inside me. I felt one with her. I felt
like putting my dry hand under her top and around her wet waist and grab her
close to myself. And feel her moist skin with my hand. White was never my
favorite color but it became from that day because it was almost completely
wet. I could feel the warm air that came out of her nose on my chest. I could also see her kajal all smudged around
her eyes. I felt like removing her clucher and let her hair dance in wind.
I asked myself “did
her lips always looked milky pink or is it because of the rain and cold?, was
she always so slim and soft and was she always this beautiful?”
The silence amongst us was something even she realized. Maybe
the feeling was mutual. To check it I moved myself an inch closer to her. But she
didn’t move back and instead she squeezed herself. I though she wanted me to
put my arms around her. We were so closed that I could have easily tasted that
drop of water and land a kiss on her forehead simultaneously and she wouldn’t know.
The scene was set only one thing was left from which I backed
out. I knew if I looked into her eyes now we would definitely fall in love with
each other. I knew this all was a step up. The rain was making us come close to
each other. But to be honest I just couldn’t
gather the courage to look back into her eyes when she was looking towards me
so closely coz I knew she would come to know the reality about what going on in
my mind. And this could have really complicated the things amongst us.
The fact is that neither the rain wants a human be alone nor
the human being wants to stay alone in rain. It wants you to find a companion
and to be loved by the same. Maybe I did the right thing or something really
really stupid but I was just not prepared to fall in love again.
Your views on
it are certainly welcomed.
