When it Rains :-)

Since decades now, I have known how it feels when it rains, but when it drizzled in the dessert land it was a new feeling altogether.
The temperature here is very high(50`s) in summer and very low (5`s) in winter. The arid climate doesn't have a monsoon season in particular. It rains anytime when winter is coming and retreating.
In some way I feel it marks the joy of goodbyes to summer hotness and then the sadness of the departing winter coolness.
The area witnesses showers for only a few minutes, but ironically it sometimes leads to floods on the street(blame the drainage).
Ah, but unlike back home, flood here is just water logging on the streets, there are no children playing in the knee deep waters, no automobiles splashing water on the people walking along the street, no fun!

My heart aches for the rainy season back home. I remember when we were kids, school reopened during the monsoon and in just few weeks everyone would be drawing for the topic 'A rainy day' in their drawing books.Pages painted with grey and dull blue showing a lady in umbrella, raincoat and gumboot clan children being escorted to school, on street children making paper boats and sailing them in the gushing gutters were typical.
And as we grew older we went from playing in puddles to trekking near waterfalls. The rain showers turn everything on land green. Our colleagues and friends would organise treks into nearby mountains. The lush green mountains with springs and waterfalls here and there were so refreshing!

I stand here now in my window, hands outstretched to catch the pouring rain drops. My husband looks at me with a smile and says 'makes me remember my days as a kid when going out in the rain was forbidden'
Ah...I am young again....The rain is still refreshing...the smell of sand still nostalgic...