The Rainmaker

The monsoon doesn’t seem to offer Madras any reprieve and yesterday was no exception to that fact. I decided that the day before a deadline needs to be treated with respect and stayed at office till 12 AM. The last time I stayed at office past 7 PM was some time in May. I am one of the “gifted” few at work who works from 9 AM-6 PM, government office “ishtyle”, at a time when leaving at 6 PM is looked down upon as a crime. At 22, I firmly believe that spending more than 9 hours at work is a crime (crime would in fact be an understatement). Coming back to the monsoon, at 12 AM, after winding up from work, I decided that it would be the best time to spend a couple of hours at a coffee shop with friends talking about plans for the weekend and the new year, which is fast approaching. As I came out of office, I realized that the sound of water against brick seemed to be growing louder and the rainmaker had decided to dispose off my plans like a drenched piece of paper. On a late Friday evening, when plans get awry it is not a very nice feeling especially if you have worked for almost 15 hours. Then it struck me instead of doing nothing, I might as well enjoy the rains. As a person, I love the rains (as long as they don’t disturb my plans) and even more getting wet in the rains.

Riders on the Storm another dazzling composition by “The Doors”, was my partner for the rest of the wet evening followed by some brilliant pieces by Indian Ocean and concluded with “Shine on You Crazy Diamond”. As the rains are predicted to continue through today, it is very likely that, today is going to be another day spent indoors with music to fill the emptiness.