As a primary school student many a times I got the topic - 'A rainy day' for essay writing. And being from the desert land of India, only a thought of it used to make me happy and I could write the innocent stories of rainy days from those childhood times.
But now given a chance to write an essay on a topic as this, I would rather have some horrific water-drenched stories of broken-footwear-every-other-day, rain-smelling-clothes, devoid-of-sunlight-since-ages, and umbrella-flying incidents to fill up the essay.
Such has been my experience here at Mangalore. No, holding umbrella opposing the direction in which rain is falling; does not help. Why? Because here rain knows no direction! It is like that ruthless enemy in the war where you are trying to defend yourself with umbrella but all in vain as it can attack you from any side at any moment!
But to tag it as completely a torturous experience won't be an honest act.
Although traveling to office via city buses in such kind of weather is not exactly a fun experience (considering the fate of the formal wears); but nonetheless the romantic plethora of scenic treat it spreads is incomparable!
And I think that is safe enough for me to say as I have just two more weeks to go before I leave Mangalore, its nature-eye-soothing treasure and of course the endless rains! :)
But now given a chance to write an essay on a topic as this, I would rather have some horrific water-drenched stories of broken-footwear-every-other-day, rain-smelling-clothes, devoid-of-sunlight-since-ages, and umbrella-flying incidents to fill up the essay.
Such has been my experience here at Mangalore. No, holding umbrella opposing the direction in which rain is falling; does not help. Why? Because here rain knows no direction! It is like that ruthless enemy in the war where you are trying to defend yourself with umbrella but all in vain as it can attack you from any side at any moment!
But to tag it as completely a torturous experience won't be an honest act.
Although traveling to office via city buses in such kind of weather is not exactly a fun experience (considering the fate of the formal wears); but nonetheless the romantic plethora of scenic treat it spreads is incomparable!
And I think that is safe enough for me to say as I have just two more weeks to go before I leave Mangalore, its nature-eye-soothing treasure and of course the endless rains! :)
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