rainsheets

I'm sitting here inside

and the monsoon rain-- the very first one-- is pounding outside

Sheets of rain, constant, pouring. All the clothes i had out drying....
soaked.

This rain is making me happy. I keep findng myself drawn out for another
(non) reason to put my palms up to the sky, get my hair wet.

I splash water on Adi (my 2 year old neighbor) and his older tai sister Dikshaw..
I've put on the old chappals, ones I haven't
worn since I was wading through Thane puddles, during the last
monsoon



maybe its the cyclic nature of the rain
maybe its the release from the intense heat
maybe its just the calming feeling of the water.

The sight of two men soaked on a bicycle, riding home, one holding an umbrella over his friends wet head

whatever it is, its all making me smile