Chennai Shower

So finally monsoon arrived in Chennai. And what a rainy sunday it has been....
For all last 3-4 months of my stay at Chennai, I have been yearning for rain. The time I left Kolkata, it was submerged/buried under rain water. I even remember traveling in buses, trying hard to make way through river, flowing in the streets of the city. The no-monsoon period at Chennai was rather surprising for me as while whole of the country was witnessing huge downpour, the Chennaites were enjoying dog-days/summertide.

Today I woke-up to heavy downpour beating my eardrums. A glance at my Alarm clock showed 9:50. I thought the poor clock has run out of battery because from the scene outside my window it still seemed daybreak. I turned to my hand watch to confirm the time, but to my surprise it also showed 9:50. I still could not believe it, so finally took my mobile and to my horror it showed 9:50 too. I must have slept like a dog last night because I take pride in saying that I am generally an early riser. I already had missed the breakfast so that means I can't afford to miss lunch. But lunch was still 2-3 hours away. I pretended to read newspaper that I do soo effortlessly. Then went to my friends to apologize for my behavior last week as a part of damage (that i did last week knowingly/unknowingly) control activity.

Finally its the lunch time. But how do I go to Himalaya (The mess, not the you-know-what)? I didn't even have an umbrella or a raincoat. Finally I borrowed a wind-sheeter from a friend and left for my journey. Many great saints have undertaken difficult/herculean journeys for many noble causes. With all due respect to them, I think my journey had the noblest purpose, The food. Reaching Himalaya and attaining the purpose was one delightful moment. Now was the time to cruise towards my next destination, Taramani Gate. I sometimes wonder "What would have happened to many people like me, if taramani gate had not been there?". But today, going there is going to be one gargantuan task.

Now somehow I am back in my room sometime checking mails, sometime gazing out of the window. The scene outside looks so exquisite that I wish this Sunday lasts eternity.