It had been raining last night, and had not let up even now . The sky was steel gray, it drizzled relentlessly, raindrops , sharp watery pin points hitting your face and arms . The canal was in spate , churning , frothy , muddy, angry.
Every day we would watch trees, bushes and other strange shapes being swept away , in its vengeful ,annual, monsoon swelling.
That day , Rani came in excitedly. Catching me by my arm. she thrust me into the rain, screaming , “Dekho, Dekho”(See, see!!)
She was besides herself,panting and all round-eyed .I couldn’t see anything.All I could see was the raging waters , and that I had been unceremoniously allowed myself to be thrust into the morning rain .
“Kyaa?” (What?)
I countered, thoroughly bugged.
“Thik se dekho , woh, woh”(See carefully) She pointed.
What seemed like a brown coloured mud heap , was actually a brown coloured T-shirt, Ohmigod , with a stiff brown shiny, swollen arm sticking out of it, almost looking like a branch.Thankfully , the face was not visible from my wet rooftop…
Every day we would watch trees, bushes and other strange shapes being swept away , in its vengeful ,annual, monsoon swelling.
That day , Rani came in excitedly. Catching me by my arm. she thrust me into the rain, screaming , “Dekho, Dekho”(See, see!!)
She was besides herself,panting and all round-eyed .I couldn’t see anything.All I could see was the raging waters , and that I had been unceremoniously allowed myself to be thrust into the morning rain .
“Kyaa?” (What?)
I countered, thoroughly bugged.
“Thik se dekho , woh, woh”(See carefully) She pointed.
What seemed like a brown coloured mud heap , was actually a brown coloured T-shirt, Ohmigod , with a stiff brown shiny, swollen arm sticking out of it, almost looking like a branch.Thankfully , the face was not visible from my wet rooftop…