Comments on: On rain, getting drenched and childhood

By: Sudeep

Sudeep — Sat, 25 Jul 2009 10:56:14 +0000

I did not have to reach London.. And at times, 'self respect' turns into extreme pride. Something that scares me. "My friends are sleeping on a pavement. The water levels have risen, and it has become impossible to stay there any longer. I ask them where would they go, but there isn't much choice before them. All other pavements are already taken by someone or the other. The situation is not much better for them either, as the levels continue to raise. There's one tea-shop below ground level, and it becomes a pond when it rains. It is one of those smaller towns, probably somewhere in Kerala. Two little friends of mine, a boy and a girl, try to move to the nearby town. But by then, that town has become part of the first, as the city grows.." [From Rain, Most Unromantic]

By: kama

kama — Wed, 22 Jul 2009 22:23:04 +0000

Ah, it’s always such a pleasure to read those pieces of yours! Thanks so much! Another great post!

By: Inbavalli

Inbavalli — Mon, 06 Jul 2009 18:38:37 +0000

I object.

- Sparrow

By: maxdavinci

maxdavinci — Mon, 06 Jul 2009 15:55:46 +0000

der aaye lekin durust aaye, both you and the rains!

By: Pearls

Pearls — Mon, 06 Jul 2009 03:35:26 +0000

I can relate… When it rained in delhi we stopped all we were doing to rush out and watch it pour and went out to play in it when we were younger. But here I just try to carry on with whatever I am doing while it “drizzles” endlessly. Rain here brings no respite….

By: sudha

sudha — Sun, 05 Jul 2009 23:27:41 +0000

nearly made up for that last poem of yours :P

By: Gradwolf

Gradwolf — Sun, 05 Jul 2009 14:57:56 +0000

Oh nothing can beat Bombay! Truly when it rains, it pours. And no matter child or adult, you can jump around. No one would judge you. Year after year.