Everybody
is talking about rains. I think I should I break the shackles and be
innovative and *Think Outside The Box* . . . clearing out the cobwebs
circumventing my brain and blog about something FAR more meaningful, profound,
and thought provoking.
Phew! Thank God I got over that moment of monumental stupidity.
Now I wish to blog about other insignificant things which will enter your brains for about 0.000304830 seconds and then it will vaporize into nothingness. Offically making me the most unwanted and jobless writer, beating Shobha De.
In my entire life, I have written about the rains *only* twice.
One, while reproducing the poem..
"Rain Rain Go Away,
Come again another day,
Little children want to play
and Micheal Jackson is gay..."
Or something to that effect.
And the other time was when I was in Junior Kindergarten, where I wrote an essay on the deadpan *Rainy Day Is A Dull Day*. Following which I was declared a retard and banned from education for life. Hence the blog. See how that worked out?!
I love the smell that the first rains trigger. Lovely. Following which the Weather God goes all orgasmic and conjures up some Bee-eeee--aaaa---uuuuuutiful weather. I think it is only in this weather that we go all Davies and actually "Stand & Stare"
Reminds me of the good ol' school days.
Bag. Check.
Lunchbox. Check.
Raincoat. Check.
Gum boots. Check
Splashing water on friends shirt for no apparent reason at all. Check.
However, I must admit, I was reminiscing thoughts about the 26th July 2009 whilst I saw the rain pour down. Kinda puts me on guard each time it rains.
Soooooo, what are your plans for the monsoon ?!
Phew! Thank God I got over that moment of monumental stupidity.
Now I wish to blog about other insignificant things which will enter your brains for about 0.000304830 seconds and then it will vaporize into nothingness. Offically making me the most unwanted and jobless writer, beating Shobha De.
In my entire life, I have written about the rains *only* twice.
One, while reproducing the poem..
"Rain Rain Go Away,
Come again another day,
Little children want to play
and Micheal Jackson is gay..."
Or something to that effect.
And the other time was when I was in Junior Kindergarten, where I wrote an essay on the deadpan *Rainy Day Is A Dull Day*. Following which I was declared a retard and banned from education for life. Hence the blog. See how that worked out?!
I love the smell that the first rains trigger. Lovely. Following which the Weather God goes all orgasmic and conjures up some Bee-eeee--aaaa---uuuuuutiful weather. I think it is only in this weather that we go all Davies and actually "Stand & Stare"
Reminds me of the good ol' school days.
Bag. Check.
Lunchbox. Check.
Raincoat. Check.
Gum boots. Check
Splashing water on friends shirt for no apparent reason at all. Check.
However, I must admit, I was reminiscing thoughts about the 26th July 2009 whilst I saw the rain pour down. Kinda puts me on guard each time it rains.
Soooooo, what are your plans for the monsoon ?!
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