Rain stories

LS’s post and the heavy rain last night kindled my memories making me come up with my version of rain stories πŸ™‚

I always have had this love hate relationship with rains. As a kid, mom never let us play in the rain for we (I and sis) had low immunity, though we were allowed to watch the rain from our balcony. I clearly remember the scene from my childhood where my sis used to stand next to me in the balcony and we both would put our hands out through the railings and catch those little drops of rain in our tiny hands. We would find a perfect time when mom is not watching and splash the caught rain water on each other πŸ™‚ Over the years, it made me more happy to watch the rain rather than getting myself wet. I also love the climate, when the rain stops and the clouds clear up. Its kind of breezy, cold, fresh and yet with a dull cleared sky πŸ™‚ That’s when we kids use to go on to the streets with plastic bags in our hands. We were a gang of 6 kids. The eldest anna (bro) would takes us to the streams of flowing rain water and we would catch tadpoles assuming they were fishes. If luck was on our side, we would get to catch a real fish. We would call the tadpoles fish babies πŸ™„ With grandma staying with us, bringing fish or anything such like was a strict no-no. Mom would somehow sneak in and give us an empty horlicks bottle to raise our so called fishes. In a closed environment with tap water, only a very few tadpoles would make it alive and when we see the tails growing, we called them yuck and threw them away.

After we moved on to our own house, we missed our friends terribly. There was no denying there. As I and sis were very close, we didn’t need the company of others, thankfully. Sis used to make small paper boats and we used to go on a quest finding a stream of water. We would play with boats until mom found us and dragged us back home. *all at the age of 16,17,18* πŸ˜› These days, when I see the rain – I miss my sis by my side and those little paper boats that we made.

Things changed when I moved back to Bangalore. Rains were so frequent here. Before I knew it, I started to hate them. Clothes wouldn’t dry. I would fall sick, easily. Fast moving vehicles would splash dirty water, which means I have to be very careful walking on the road. Most problematic of all – traffic jams. I don’t know how only a light drizzle in Bangalore can cause a traffic jam for an hour and half. Thinking of rains and Bangalore, only one incident comes to my mind immediately. It was on 14th August 2008, my first year in Bangalore for the Independence Day. Little did I know that traffic would be worst on a rainy day. It was pouring heavily that day and I was travelling to Chennai for the long weekend (with 15th being Friday). I waited almost 1.5hrs in the bus stand before I got into a bus to railway station. Every small signal was jammed. My train was at 10.45Pm. I was still near J.C. Road at 9.40 and traffic didn’t seem to be moving at all. In next five minutes, the conductor said its better to start walking towards the station as the bus won’t make a move. With a suitcase and bag in hand, I started walking not knowing how long the station was really. To be frank, I didn’t know which way the station was. All I knew was, I have to reach the station somehow and make it to home. Rain still wasn’t showing any pity and it was pouring heavily. There was no one living being on the road. When I could find a person, I asked for the direction. Meanwhile I lost my slipper to one of the stream and it got torn. Jerkin was not very helpful too. Carrying a huge luggage, getting wet in the rain, walking bare foot in the stream of fast running water, running towards the station, getting innumerable calls from home, getting late for the train, never ending traffic, demanding 600rs for 3km ride in auto, no one showing right direction – I felt like crying and I gave up after 30 mins. I am asthmatic and running in rain with luggage worsened my condition. I sat for a bit (less than a min) and started running determined again. I also managed to find myself in a lone road with only one constable there who tried to take advantage – I ran from him too (I am not exaggerating here). At 10.35, I found the station nearing. But I had a long over-bridge ad a subway to cover. I ran with the maximum strength I had and boarded the train, just 2 mins before departure. Needless to say – the train was running perfectly on time that day. Many of my friends couldn’t make it and had to come the next day. The next three days at home were spent with high fever, sore muscles and all that – which is a different story! I call it my adventurous trip to Chennai even now – who thought I would run 6.5Km in the rain with luggage in both the hands πŸ™‚

I can’t help but think of one particular incident with S as I think of rain. It was during our engaged period and we were busy shopping every weekend for our wedding. Most of our shopping was done during the rainy season in Chennai, since the wedding was in Feb. One such day, we both got really late from our shopping. It was half past 9 in the night I guess. As soon as we got down from bus, S said he would escort me home. We took our bikes and were going slowly talking to each other on the empty road. Suddenly it started pouring cats and dogs. Not being able to see the road, we took refuge under a big tree. The droplets falling off from the tree were bigger than the actual rain itself. We giggled a lot that day, for no particular reason and when rain showed no signs of slowing down; we enjoyed riding slowly back home. I don’t why, it remained etched in my heart as the most beautiful incident of mine with S.

When I think of rain, I can only think of this song – Revathi looks very cute and the composition by Illayaraja is too good. Actually I love this movie so much that I cant say how many times I have watched it now.

So, what are your rain stories?


30 thoughts on “Rain stories

  1. Wow rain stories doing rounds!!!
    I too don’t like to go outside in the rains but prefer to watch it from my window with hot pakodas πŸ™‚
    Your story with S Is very sweet!!

    • yeah πŸ™‚ rain stories are doing rounds πŸ˜€

      hey same pinch on that!! hot pakodas in rain is such an awesome combi, I would love that πŸ™‚

      Ha ha ha thanks ZM πŸ™‚

  2. Last night rains have been the first major one this year here 😦 Hope it continues to pour like that but but but only in the night after 10 and stop before morning πŸ™‚
    Fish babies? LOL ! Paper boats..so cute!
    I shuddered reading about your travel to Chennai in the rain..gosh! some experience that must have been!
    Awww..waiting in the rain with your fiance..so romantic πŸ™‚
    Even I have a love-hate relationship with B’lore rains..
    Oh yes, that song..nice one and a perfect rain song!

    • Thats right Nith! Its hot again today 😦 I have seen how Bangalore has changed drastically in the 4 yrs I have been here. This year’s summer was the worst. It felt like Chennai only for a month, isn’t it?
      Yes yes..it should pour at night and morning must be fresh and clear! πŸ™‚

      I was in 3rd std when we did all this. My sister didnt even understand what we did. She would just run with us. πŸ˜› We managed to kill like 5-6 small fishes (real ones) and many tadpoles , ie. fish babies πŸ˜›

      Its like a nightmare to think of it even now. Whenever I pass through that road now.. I can feel my heart beat raising. It was the most horrible experience which pushed me to even hate B’lore.

      He he he.. well, we didnt do anything romantic πŸ˜› We just giggled, like kids. May be thats why its close to my heart even
      now πŸ™‚

      Same pinch on the love hate relationship πŸ˜›

      yes it is πŸ™‚

      • Oh yes..B’lore is giving Chennai a stiff competition to Chennai in summer of late 😦
        Those poor fish and fish babies ! But as kids, we don’t realise those things..
        My recent memory of rain is about getting stranded..This May, it rained heavily one evening and there was a hail storm too..unfortunately for me, I had to get back home on my own..It took me three hours to reach home after having waited at a couple of bus stands for the buses..no autos..the buses were packed to three to four times their capacity..worst of all was the wait at the KR market junction..I am surprised I reached home in one piece..gives me nightmares even now..I can understand how you must have felt that night.hope we never face anything like these again..
        No rain tonight till now..sigh 😦

      • have to agree to you.. we are having rains only in late August now 😦

        Those unfortunate fish babies and fishes to get caught in our hands.. our parents used to scold us.. but we never listened πŸ˜€

        OMG.. thats so scary too. sorry to compare but this seldom happens in Chennai.. only Bangalore can witness something like this,. I just wish, we dont fall into situations like this again.

        Sorry for reply late 😦

  3. Gosh! That episode of catching the train on a rainy night …. that was scary!! But good that you could make it finally.
    I too have my rain stories like the time it was raining cats and dogs one evening after work during my pregnancy. I waited for almost an hour for the office bus which didn’t turn up. My boss was also waiting there and was worried about me. Finally we got into another bus that didn’t drop us exactly near my building. He finally got us a lift and dropped me at my building and only then went home. I’ll never forget that episode πŸ™‚

    • That really was a nightmarish experience LS. I will always try to be on-time or early for anything. If not, I will really get tensed. That day, inspite of me starting from home at 6.30( for 10.45 train, with only less than 15Kms to cover), it was so horrible. I am being extra careful from then on. I would have shattered if I had missed the train. Some of my friends who missed the train, went back home at 3 in the morning, traffic both the sides 😦 Bangalore sigh!! 😦

      OMG.. it all happened when you were pregnant!?!? tense moments only. Good your manager was helpful.

      Whenever I think of these kind of incidents, I just wish it should never happen again to me or anyone.

  4. well its getting cloudy here and its going ot rain soon and I have full intentions of going out and Getting wet today … yesssssssssssss

    I ahve some lovely memories from india the uphill trips wit hthe gang , getting soaked and all

    • Wow! I hope it gets to rain there today and hope you get your wish fulfilled πŸ™‚

      I can so imagine the fun times you would have had with the gang! πŸ™‚ Good memories really makes us feel better!

  5. He he….GB …’fish babies’ .. πŸ˜€

    Ohh Gosh….horrible incident that was…it ran like a film-roll in my mind while I read your post πŸ™‚

    U drove ur bike in rain!!!…i remember once i was going to college and it started pouring heavily, as it was almost near I thought of reaching quickly and increased speed …result was – bike skid on slippery road and I was found lying flat on my face in the mid of the road!!! πŸ™‚

    I wrote about rainy season and my memories few months back…..go through it πŸ™‚


    • LOL @ fish babies πŸ˜€

      It was horrible beyond words N. I just wish, no one ever falls into these kind of situations. fill roll? hehehe πŸ™‚

      same pinch! that has happened to me too. One night, I was bike + it was raining + a dog came across – I applied brakes and the next thing I know – i was like 10 feet away, lying flat on the road πŸ˜€

      Will read your post, thanks for sharing πŸ™‚

  6. Gosh thats so so scary. Glad you were safe. I love rain too and driving my bike in the rain is my favourite thing to do. Loved reading your rain story. True that we are not able to enjoy rain as much as we did as kids. Chey the pain of growing up:-(

    • That really was scary Tharani.. I dont think I can forget it ever.

      Wow.. driving the bike on a lone road when its raining would be so blissful! πŸ™‚

      Glad you loved reading my stories.. but yeah.. we will never be able to enjoy rains as we did as kids..Sigh!

  7. Gbiieeeee πŸ™‚

    So refreshing ot read you after a break and that too rain ! I looooooooooooooove rains – drizzle, downpours anything! πŸ™‚ As long as it is interspersed with sunshine πŸ˜›
    Your story with S is all filmi – hero heroine standing under a tree, rain everywhere and then they giggle and talk and all that! πŸ™‚ So cute!
    Paper boats with sister – that’s just so beautiful, really! πŸ™‚ My fondest memory is ma and I jumping in the balcony, squealing in delight, catching the huge raindrops, wishing for hailstones, catching a couple of hailstones and trying to cleanse our faces with it and singing romantic rain songs when we held an umbrella over both our heads and walked hand in hand.
    Such nostalgia! πŸ™‚

    • Kismiiiii πŸ™‚ You were missed here!! Welcome back after the break πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

      You found my story filmy is it.. it only sounds so.. we did nothing but giggle a lot πŸ™‚ Still it takes a spl place and I am glad I recorded it in my blog πŸ˜€

      Wow!! I am so glad you are back and you commented on this post, dont you know why? I got to hear the most beautiful experience one can have with her mom. I can so imagine both of you jumping in joy, catching the raindrops, singing romantic songs, walking hand in hand.. its all so beautiful, by just the way you put it up. Such good memories! Wish you loads and loads of such awesome times. πŸ™‚

  8. If there was some contest for the most interesting rain stories, yours would win hands-down πŸ˜€

    Gosh…6 km in rain..mind-boggling GB!

    I love reading your adventures πŸ˜€

  9. I just finished reading the post about rains on Ls’s blog, and I find this post here! πŸ™‚ Brought back many fond memories about the rains too… Maybe I should do a post about it too. πŸ™‚

    I haven’t watched many Tamil movies, and hadn’t heard this song before. It is lovely. πŸ™‚

    That was a really nightmarish experience you had. Glad you made it home safely! Being leered at in the rains by a constable, who is supposed to help you – I don’t know how to tell you how disgusting I find that!

    • I am eagerly waiting for your post, TNGD πŸ™‚ Lovely the song is, isn’t – I feel it magical, esp during rains πŸ™‚

      That really was nightmarish TNGD. I actually started hating Bangalore slowly, I was lonely which was enough to kill me and on top of it, B’lore made me feel insecure in all ways. 😦

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    • Thanks a lot πŸ™‚ and mouna ragam is my all time favorite too..absolutely love it! πŸ™‚

      Welcome to my space phatichar πŸ™‚ hope to see you more often here!

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