Friday, October 23, 2015

Raining in Fort Worth

Rain in Fort Worth (Texas), feels the same as rain in Kolkata. And unless rain sogs up my shoes and makes clothes smell with dampness or floods road, I like rain. Its like something is happening around you, keeping things active in general. 

USA does not specifically talk about a 'Monsoon' season. Monsoons however are ridiculously important in India. When you start taking account of your life and how everything seems to fit in your lifestyle and personality, you would realize eventually how weather impacts us common men/ women/ children. I grew up waiting impatiently for the dreamy Winter season back home. But the intoxicating smell of wet earth after the first sprays of rain is often a tough match. 

Rains make you feel so alive sometimes. Its a comforter to the lonely, a solace to the needy. Associated endlessly with both heated and subtle romance, it has long made its way to stories, poems, lyrics, songs, music, dance, literature. It has infused our lives in more ways than we have probably ever cared to notice or admit. 

The graying of the sky is not taken very happily by everyone. Unlike me there are millions who dislike rain too. People have a preference for bright-&-sunny over Dark/Gray-and-cloudy. Well like it is said, 'Nothing-in-extremes-is-good'.

There is however another difference between rains in Fort Worth Vs rain in Kolkata, the roads. While large parts of India will almost surely will develop gigantic puddles ad potholes and develop sewage problems, Fort Worth, seems to be holding up the fort much better. I am an Indian at heart, and the sweet smell of rain in India will usually trigger sweet memories and sweet feelings, but a better drainage system would be such a relief.

Its not been very long since I came to Fort Worth, barely couple of weeks. I am still just getting a hang of things. Orienting my sense of direction that has seemingly gone haywire. Amongst this confusion and moments of blankness, watching the rain just do its thing, felt familiar and that somehow felt good. There is probably no better way I can put it. :).

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