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My Monsoon Love Hate Love Story

Last year, almost the same time, I packed every belonging of mine and landed to a place which is close to my heart. With bag and baggage, my family moved from Delhi to Lucknow. It was monsoon time when I came here and thank god I witnessed a prosperous rain. Lucknow, though smaller compared to Delhi, is a place I distinguish since childhood. The city of Nawabs is believed as the happiest city in India. As our move was well calculated, my husband and I made sure to have all those things in our lives that I missed being in Delhi. A bigger house (that we can afford), green surroundings, street food access that we missed in Delhi and people who talk in our native tongue.

The Hate Story

I hated the rain when I was in Delhi. My house was in a busy lane of a crowded Delhi locality, and I was living on the second floor of the building. Hence neither I had easy access to the road, nor to terrace. When it rained, I was forced to stay inside. Roads used to get sunk even after the rain of half an hour. It used to become so difficult to walk to the nearest metro station which was only 5 minutes walk away. I could notice trash pieces floating in the water,  still, I had to cross it with folding my jeans up. And the condition of my two room set house used to become worse. Cloths used to get hang all over;  in the balcony, inside rooms, on chairs and everywhere I could hang them.

The Love Story

It is not like I always hated the rain. I used to wait for rain in my childhood. Monsoon was my favorite season. Three-fold umbrellas were rare back them. However we had folding umbrellas that one of my uncles brought from Kerala. I loved flaunting those umbrellas to my school friends. Most of the houses had that giant black umbrella that used be so heavy and difficult to open. So, parents never let kids carry them to school. Whereas I used to carry my colorful, light and rarely found three fold umbrella in my school bag. After reaching school, if rain continued, my classmates used to come and request for my umbrellas. They all wanted to see how it could open with a single button press. I used to feel like a celebrity, believe me!

Then back home, my mother used to make pakodas for us. And as kids, my sister and I both loved fried papad. At my native place, families make a variety of papad and chips around Holi. They used to literally stock them for the whole year. And the best time to enjoy papad was when it rained outside. My mother used to serve pakoda and papad with tulsi tea. As kids, we were not given tea on a regular basis, but occasionally like this, we had tulsi tea. The reason was obvious, to keep monsoon bugs at bay Tulsi leaves with its enormous benefits was the most preferred remedy of mothers of that time. Also, who can forget school rainy days? When you suddenly come to know that school is closed due to heavy rain. The whole day used to go making fun then. As a kid, I cherished every bit of rainy season. Making paper boats, getting drenched in the backyard of the house and relishing all fried food items, enjoyment was boundless!

The situation was though different when I started living in Delhi. I was married and I was the one who was making pakodas on the demand of dear husband. There were challenges in going office and doing daily routine activities. I was no more loving umbrellas and even hated how I always needed to carry it.

Love Happens twice also

However, my perception again changed when Vibhu showed his love for rains. I found my childhood love for rain in his eyes. He loves getting wetted in the rain. He insists to carry an umbrella. He adores making a paper boat and floats them in water clogged on the roads. He too loves to be outside when it rains. Like a bird, he enjoys every drop of it. Once we visited Pune during rains and Vibhu was unstoppable there. Come rains, and the bliss is truly out of the world in Pune. It was a sheer joy to see him running all over in rain. Thanks to peppa pig, he now jumps in all  "muddy puddles"!

If you remember that Asian paints ad, "Tabad Tod Tu Aa Ri Barakha..", this is our rain anthem now, that Vibhu and I sing whenever it starts raining. And we stretch the last word "barakhaaa..." and laugh like mads! As we both saw a good rainfall last year in our new city, we got ample chances to walk with umbrellas in our hands. Our new house is very airy. So, we literally stopped our AC that time. The weather was cold enough to stay cooped inside our thick sheets during nights. May be this is the luxury of moving to a smaller city!

A confession is sure to make here. I miss Delhi at times. I have spent almost 13-14 years there. I miss all my friends, neighbors and common Delhi crowd who made my life lively. They taught me how to live happily even with fewer luxuries. Of course Delhi Dil walo ki hai!!

Rainy season gives new life to everyone on this earth; like plants, trees, animals, birds and human being. And I realized that in the name of inconvenience, I was quoting reasons to hate it. However, with rain comes a rainbow that make everything colorful. We just have to see those colors in our lives too!

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  1. Rains are happiness. All we need is take time.to.sit back and enjoy the. Sometimes we forget this, seeing our kids we gain back conscious to enjoy the rains.

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  2. I moved few countries and metros before settling in a small town. At times I do miss them but living in a small town has its own beauty. I could so relate with toddler jumping in puddles, kids do make monsoon more beautiful. Lovely post, Shilpa.

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    1. Yes, after moving here, I feel way better. Smaller city, less pollution and less health issues.

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  3. Rains pour emotions and enhance the love for life. Places change and so is the celebration of rains:)

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  4. Monsoon somehow brings out the emotional conmection with ourselves and others.. Its bcaz we get to sit idle and observe beauty in real form.. Ur phases talk about those emotions

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  5. Lovely post. Rains fill happiness in everyone's lives. We all have some good memories related to rain. A good read indeed.

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  6. Lovely story and love hate relation with rains.
    I was bought up in Delhi, but now in mountains I cherish, respect and enjoy rains more, it's more connected to nature in small hills and mountain tops.
    Glad you relived your childhood with vibhu in barkhaaaaaa I wish you many more rainbows in life.

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    1. Love your comments. These days we are enjoying the rains every days LKO is seeing a good rain.

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  7. You very well summed up the relationship with rain. Yes it is as per situatsit that we love or hate rain. I particularly love rain.

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  8. You poured out your heart in this post. Simple language but you painted the entire picture in front if my eyes. I am from kanpur and my aunt lives in Lucknow. Now, when I have been living outside India for almost 13 years I miss Kanpur many times.

    #GWNxTNM #BirthdayBlogTrain

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    1. Please let me know whenever you come Kanpur. I will surely come to meet you dear.

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  9. Such a heartfelt post, Shipra. I know rains can be really depressing sometimes if the surroundings are not right, or if we can get to enjoy them the way we wish. But said it there, rain brings prosperity and happiness to everyone. Lovely post!

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    1. Yes, we get things as we see. If we see goodness in rain, we feel all good about it. Thank you for your comments Neha.

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  11. Haha...I remember how we used to jump with joy if it rained in the morning...NO SCHOOL!!! In hills...the tiny streams swell in rainy season. I remember how elders would come and help little us to cross those muddy fast waters!!! Ab to waisa kuchh nahi hota. But rains are always welcome here. Loved your post Shipra.
    Mann.

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    1. School days were so fun when it used to rain yaar.. I miss that time badly!

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  12. Rains are wonderful part of the year for me . We were surprised with unexpected holiday from school , drenching in rain and playing in puddling were our favourite sport

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    1. For me, it was floating the paper boat in clogged water in front of my house.

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  13. Childhood and rains is an emotional bond. Finding reasons to miss school and then drenching in rains while jumping in puddles, making boats, Playing football, dodgeball and volley ball as a teenager and having fun in ways we never imagined. Loved your post.

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  14. Hate and Love is the part of life

    But in the end when we found our desires and liking in our kids.

    Everything become beautiful

    Nice post


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  15. Lucknow is my hometown and reading the post of rains in Lucknow has bought back beautiful set of memories. I would love to turn back the time and run in rain in my school grounds!

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  16. True that! rains just give a new life to everyone like literally. and everything turns out so beautiful thats why it is so liked to romance. Lovely post.

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  17. Rains have this uncanny ability to make the love blossom with it. Nice post.

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  18. Lovely story ... rains can cause a plethora of expressions...

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  19. I have a love-hate relationship with the rains too. Living in Mumbai I can completely relate to the Delhi monsoon scene you have mentioned. I hate the flooding, potholes, delayed local trains etc. But I love the greenery all around and the reprise from summer heat

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    1. Mumbai rains are every where in news. And I know how bad it goes. Bug cities have bigger issues.

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  20. This was a fantastic and thoroughly honest read. I go through phases of loving and hating monsoons too!
    www.nooranandchawla.com

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  21. I too have love and hate memories with monsoon but at the end everything is good and we should enjoy life..

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  22. Rain always bring happiness and joy but sometimes conditions won't go with it, and make things worse. But I like pakoras in rainy season with tulsi wali tea.

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  23. Well I also have the same relationship with rains. I dont like stepping outside due to trafffic jams and water logging.

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  24. Rainy season is one of my favorite season, lots of happy memories attached to this season.

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