and it didn't rain today....

It was late afternoon, lying on my belly I was absorbed into the the gypsies and that stench of bichloride of mercury, and then everything around me turned dark. Dark as if it's night.

Remember, I said, late afternoon and I was reading the book. That famous one, because I'm still mourning and I know I will mourn another 100 years.

My eyes turned to the windows and through those sexy lacy curtains I saw a glimpse of outside. Sky is into a new color - as if hordes of animals just furiously sprinted by, spewing splashing muddy red hues on the horizon. I stepped out of my bed and peeped out of the glass windows - everything around seemed to be in a certain fury that moment. My favorite balcony corner by the neem tree looked even more scarier than that ugly scary smiley on my FB chat!

And I narrated this to myself as I went about to the kitchen to drink some cold water - 'neem tree shook it's head so furiously, so vigorously as if it went in trance, as if there entered a ghost in its branches through the roots seeping through the sewage water and it is trying to get rid of it'. Ah, I can imagine the pain in their struggle.

Hmmm. I checked from room to room for open windows and doors as everything and possibly everything within everything got into this uncontrollable motion adding to the frenzied existence of dust, darkness and dampness - it's 42degC inside the house and I am sweaty as if I'm under the running shower!

Things settled down after a couple of 'night in the middle of the day' kinda FB updates. I made myself an egg - just craved for some snack to witness this nature's playing with color :-) Then drank some cool ice tea and even got back to the same position on the bed with the book - only to realize the cool breeze marked the end of the fury and somewhere it must be raining.

And it didn't rain today. It still didn't rain here. It did not rain to cool me down, to soothe my soul, to drench me in love.

On the "Face" of it.....

Lets face it, ok? Well, we have been facing these a lot these days and that's why I say, lets face it, huh?

It was an emotional moment that afternoon when she felt a pang in her heart as she typed " that was a time when we lived in the same neighborhood and met everyday in the class and then there was a time when we didnt have any news about each other and now here is another time when we are looking at each others pictures and chatting on FaceBook".

Once they were neighbors and they were best of friends and there wasnt a day when they never met each other except for those six weeks when her family would travel out of the city during summer vacations each year. Well, that was the time...

Now here is another time when he saw her picture first time ever, a photograph that is, when her name appeared on a common friend's friend list. Umm....things change, time changes, and looks change too....and wow, she looks different. Nice.

So on the face of it, its nice to be in touch with long lost friends and nice to see how old friends share notes, how friends are curious about life, how we keep moving in our lives and how we get into different paths when we had started together and how our paths cross when we have no idea where we started. Well.....

Nice, I am happy, things are moving, things are shaping up, things are making sense. And there was that smile, that happy smile that I love and I long for....

That afternoon, from within that music, from within that euphoria there was that moment which was so perfect, so unusual and yet so in-sync that everything felt normal. Yet it was different. Nice.