(45) ROMANCE WITH MYSELF

Today is the last day of Navratri. And as usual, all nine days I missed Gujarat and its Garba so much.Dheeraj tried a lot during these days to arrange for me to attend atleast one day of Navratri but he couldn’t spare time out of his busy schedule.However, he told me this morning that he will buy the passes today and w’ll be going for the Garba tonite .I was so excited and also managed to convince two other friend-families to join us.All agreed and looked forward to meeting and heading for Dandiya Raas.But…..u know…I don’t get anything so easily.While it was the time to get ready and move out, it started raining very heavily.It turned dark all around and rains poured in like hell alongwith the sms’es from all of us to each other with an idea of dropping out the plan.Had I any choice but to agree with them? Sad!!!…..I looked out of the window and then moved out to the balcony to see the beauty spread by rain.My Lord….it was magnificent!! And it did not took me much time to get the mood changed.I rushed on to the top of the building on the wide-spread terrace. Last week, it had rained similar, but by the time I had reached on the terrace after convincing my friend to hang up the phone and good conversation, rains had reduced its intensity.

Well…I did not miss the opportunity today. Got drenched in the natural shower amidst the cool breeze and soothing fragrance of the wet soil spread in the air. It was a beautiful experience I had after a long gap of almost 3-4 years. Earlier, I never missed on yarning with the emancipating encounters with this gift of nature. I always loved rains and getting engulfed with it.I remember enjoying this kind of downpours with different people at different places. Sometimes it had been my aunt,my cousins and sometimes my friends, room mates, and colleagues as well. It used to be real fun.
But today, I was alone….bathing in the hard hitting waters while roaming on the stretched bay and viewing the outlook of the city from the height. Lights illuminating the silky roads and the full-brimmed Hussain-Sagar lake visible from end to end, city embracing the spell of rain with open arms and surroundings getting wild and intense in mood with effect of the deluge from the sky. All these arousing my sense of indulgence and feeling of getting guarded. Though I wished my darling busy husband should have been with me then, but yet I enjoyed the very different feel of romancing with my own self in the stirring rainfall mixed with the aroma of all sweet caprices and the intensifying flights of imaginations. No doubt, I believe such endowments of nature are better pleasured with someone around, somehow I felt it is truly worthwhile at times to let yourself get evolved within your own and enjoy the amalgamation of your soul with yourself.