Its Raining Outside.

Its 5th April 2012,however its courtesy to inform that I am at my home,its exciting to let you know that Its Raining Outside. However I may be feeling rejoiced,my soul is dancing with each droplet,my heart is getting expectant with each thundering,but the surrounding inside my home is completely uninfluenced by outside rain.They are as usual overburdened with middle class Indian families common worries, discussions of ways to improve conditions,little more saving,hope for betterment,faith on God,Marriage,death and all.And the latest among them is My mothers one of the biggest aspiration of bringing home a new Electric Cooler and it seems this summer she will definitely do it.She is always the same whether its rain or not,whether its night or day.

I am sitting in my veranda in a sofa(however its the smallest of any possible size you could imagine) with legs folded the way we used to sit on the ground,this is the kind of sitting I am most comfortable with and I doesn't bother because I know people who say themselves sophisticated label it as " Dehati's( Rural people) used to sit like this".Anyhow I have chosen this place to sit so that being seated at a comfortable place I can watch the rain and write at the same time. I can feel the fresh air on my face, they are so pure and so fresh, they don't discriminate,they are for all,the same,they don't judge for who I Am, what I have,what position I hold,how I look,they can't be possessed by anyone,they can't be ruled,they can't be ordered,they can't be administrated and they can't be stopped,they love all and yet don't fall in love for anyone,they never get attached and yet they are never detached.

From my veranda I can hear my mothers discussion with a man who used to repair minor electric parts at my home.This man is given all contracts of electric/electronic repairmen of my home even though she knows he charges more.For supporting her cause of why she do so,She says he is a distant relative, however I have found out that since he knows our all relative (around 50) in this small town and once or more he has served all of them,my mother has so many common things to discuss with him,so she is comfortable with him.She prefers relationship based business than trying strangers with consciously ignoring the fact that they can be cheap and best.And this man for avoiding whose interruption I am sitting here is a rarely outspoken, extremely irritating personality who understand nothing other than machines and electronic devices. You can certainly come to this inference for this man that he loves all machines without discrimination, he dreams about latest models without hesitation, he fall in love with CD players,and his latest crush would be any new LCD Models. 

My veranda is not a very calm place and certainly not if you are planning for meditation.At present it is shelter for a couple of recently brought chickens by my mother.They are more for relationship purpose than profit because my mother used to talk to them, i am not going to translate that kind of talk because they are in Hindi and I am not comfortable in translating them.My younger brother says they are her company at the time of her loneliness.So my veranda is not a calm place because this newly brought couple makes sweet noise,sweet because its not disturbing but not insignificant enough to be not considered under the definition of noise.Before this new couple occupying my veranda,earlier it was Vijay's room. Okay i understand its important to introduce Vijay,Vijay is a temporarily brought beggar from roadside by my father being very sympathetic who later denied of leaving my home (certainly comfort and services were better at my home than what he previously used to get), and being little filmy we also started feeling something for him,so we adopted him. Wait wait i am not going to tell you anything about Vijay more than this because he is a very unique character and certainly deserve more than being part of a paragraph.So the purpose of mentioning Vijay was that I can still smell the fragrance of his outdated clothes which are still members of this room,one who sits here and knows Vijay can never be forgetful of the fact that once Vijay lived here.

Before ending wanted to let you know that the man obsessed with machine has just left my home. As he saw me writing something in dairy he commented Actually he simply asked this but I have taken it as comment, "Are you maintaining a/c in your dairy"? I hoped to become dragon and burn him into ashes but I left this serious abuse undisclosed,simply said "No" to him, since I was having good intention of not spoiling my mood.I have pity on such people for whom dairy is just for maintaining a/c.May be such people have pity on people like us who use dairy for purposes other than keeping a/c.

Its 2.59pm going to take a Nap,bye.

(From the pages of my dairy,4th April 2012)