“Rainy days should be spent at home with a cup of tea and a good book.”
Or in my case, a sketchbook and watercolours.
But I must admit that I’m not a huge fan of the rains, especially in Delhi-NCR, and particularly on week days. Because when it rains, the roads invariably get flooded, and new potholes appear miraculously and there’s no way of knowing where they may have decided to spring up.
Braving the fear of yawning potholes that can swallow up cars is certainly not my favourite way to start – or end – the day. Many a rainy day drive finds me gripping the steering wheel, white-knuckled, whispering “please please please” on repeat.
Please let my car not break down in the middle of this knee-deep pool of water.
Please let a pothole not swallow my car whole.
Please let this traffic keep moving, even if all it does is crawl.
Suffice it to say, I do not like it when it rains.
And still, I decided to visit Goa in August, in the midst of an unprecedentedly heavy monsoon.
And I fell in love with the rains.
With the moss and lichen growing on the walls and the steps.
With the lush greenery all around me.
With the sound of the rain.
With sketching in the rain.
What about you? Are you a fan of the rains?
I received this tag from Leo. It is my pleasure to pass on this tag to Reema. 42 of us are participating in the #WordsMatter blog hop from 6 to 9 September 2019. Do follow along with our posts and prepare to be surprised!