The recent downpour in mumbai took m down memory lane, back to the time when rains didnt mean stalled cars or losing deadlines, buildings falling down and walls crashing...when it meant, no school , no homework turn ins.... cold wet shoes... the lovely plasticy smell of the raincoat, the rising aroma of the wet mud, trees shaking of droplets of water, stepping unknowingly into a muddy pit... hot chai, hot samosas, a very warm and cozy blanket , I dream of Jeannie... , nights without electricity and light, evenings in the balconies, watching life go about you in a whirl , playing carrom with mom and dad and kiran , trying to catch a few words in the dim light of the candle wick...
welll memory lane it is!!
4 comments:
nice description :)
and now I miss amchi Mumbai !
hahaa yes...what i remember more is playing plot 4 with you and dad... I also remember our games of scrable... I always wondered why i used to score more points even though you had a better vocab...;) i guess i cheated more often.. :P
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