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Just when you’re reading this, the sky might have darkened, gearing up for a heavy downpour.
There could be that smell of the wet earth, the cold breeze that ruffles your hair and kisses your face, the pitter-patter of rain on the roof, the grey dark clouds on the horizon and the raindrops falling on our head; monsoon is the season which brings back memories of our departed childhood. How can we all forget about playing in the rain, making a paper boat and bunking school?
Rainy season always comes with a sense of romance- the drizzling rain along with sudden thunderstorms. Gustatory pleasures are brought by khichuri and bhaja ilish maach, which will never fail to put a smile on the face.
When we see those nimbus clouds passing above us, it seems like that they are in an odyssey to meet their beloved.
Gulzar said, “The most physical of all seasons is monsoon. A season you can touch and see…”
