Monsoon Blues



It's the first rain of the season, and it's already caused problems.



I woke up to hear an incessant noise on my window. I opened one eye to discover that it was pouring the proverbial ‘cats and dogs’. I’ve never been a rain person and now I know why. Before I could ignore the rains and go back to sleep, I heard a loud snap and the lights went off.



I heard my dad say something about a car downstairs and he left. I got out of bed and went out in the balcony only to find a semi river flowing down the street and around 4-5 men struggling to haul 2 cars out of a rut. It was a recently filled pipeline that gave way under the heavy downpour.



I turned on the radio on my phone to discover every radio station going wild with Bollywood rainy numbers and discussing the roadblocks in the city. Not good. It’s only my second day at college and it’s going to be quite a task getting there without getting drenched.



I can hear kids at a near by school going crazy seeing the rains, so for them it means a half day but for the teachers it’s a job of handling over hundred hyper screaming soaked-to-the-bone kids. They’ve got to answer to parents when the kids come sneezing to school the next day. Good luck to them.



It’s cloudy, no doubt. But it’s gloomy. It’s dark. I can’t see anything outside my window because it’s fogged up. I need to be in college in an hour. Its going to be quite a day.

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