A friend asked me yesterday what i felt about the weather.
"Dampening," I replied.
It has been raining continuously for almost a week. Cyclone Nisha has been blowing so strong that at home, i can actually hear the wind howl like an angry banshee.
Yesterday was my day off and I had not much to do. Amma has gone to Rajasthan for a wedding and the boys had gone out so there was nobody to entertain me at home. I sat in the balcony for a long while, just looking at the sheets of rain pouring down, drenching all and sundry.
It was then that i got thinking of the weather again. It was so wild, passionate and romantic. Why did i call it dampening then?
Maybe it's because this is the kind of weather you would like to share with someone. And that someone is so far away.