The arrival of monsoon draws attention from all over India. The people of Mumbai are well known to the difficulties of the local trains that they are going to face due to rain, but instead of that, they are the ones who eagerly wait for the rainfall. Well, we cannot forget the tears of joy in farmer’s eyes. They hold their breath until the first raindrop falls on their crops. Children keep waiting to enjoy the rainy shower. Raincoats, umbrellas are welcomed in their new home. In short, everybody is fond of the rainy season.
The first rainfall is something magical. The weather it creates before its advent is the intimation to everyone, that they are going to escape from the heat after a long struggle of about three months. It gives a ray of hope to the people who have water crisis in their areas and also to the trees and flora-fauna, who are awaiting to sip the fresh water. The beauty of lightning when it strikes in a dark sky is unbelievable. The curve of the colourful shades of rainbow meets the Earth. The dewdrops are like mirrors shimmering upon the leaves. ‘Petrichor’ – the smell of the wet land after rain, is something that takes us into another world for a couple of minutes.
Although the rainfall designs a wonderful portrayal of itself, it is the one which creates our life miserable. The mud, the irregularity & cancellation of trains, floods, loss of crops, short circuits and many more. Most of the times, it is all due to excessive rain. We know that overdose of anything spoils the work. However, the rainy season has a deep impact on our lives because in cases of floods and other problems, the humanity arrives in us and it is realized that we aren’t here for individual races. We are living to help and make each other’s lives more effective. The major floods in Uttarakhand and Chennai showed some excellent examples of true human duties.
The values taught by monsoon does not limit it merely as just a season. In fact, it has become a foremost part of our lives.