honk honk

It's been 4 days since I have written on the blog. That is like 4 days consisting of 24 hours each. I have no reasons for not writing too. Today when I saw the last blog I was wondering how I would start writing. It's similar to the short commercial breaks that we encounter when we see some Television serials. Just before the suspense is about to break, the channel people decide to go in for a break so that we can remain biting our nails in anticipation of what will come later.

It's the same way with me. Sometimes I write for days in a row and some times I just don't write. It feels weird to just type something as I am wondering what letter or word I will use to disclose the state of mind. When we desire to convey a message we screw it up at times. It's because we want to act like we are intellectual beings communicating in a tongue which is not our own. We tell people what they want to hear and write what we feel they will appreciate. But the moment we feel disturbed we step back in to our shells to re-think and evaluate where we went wrong.

I know at this juncture that I may not make any sense. But at least am making the attempt to do so. We all are complicated creatures and waste our lives trying to explain our non-verbal gestures to each other. If only people could understand what we felt and the reason behind it, there would be no necessity for us to even open our mouths. This reminds me of an incident that took place in a hill station in South India called Ooty. As Ooty is situated high on the mountain slopes, we had to travel several hair pin bends before reaching the place, which is nearly 4 hours from Bangalore. But the best part of the drive was there was no sound pollution. If vehicles wished to go in front, all they did was honk once and the driver in front would show a hand gesturing him to pass. As the driver passed he would honk again to say thank you. Now that's what I call a unique non-verbal gesture.

Today I spoke to my grandma and cousins back in India. They live in Chennai. Now it's raining like cats and dogs down south. Be it Bangalore or Chennai, both the places are flooded like hell.

My cousins had leave and they're using the time recovering from coughs and colds they got a few days ago. It's funny that when we are far away from a place we always interpret a situation from what the Television or what people tell us. But when you're there amongst all the people, it's actually no big deal. We are exposed to this kind of condition from time to time. So heavy monsoon rains is nothing new for people down south.

About 2 months ago the same happened in Bombay. Comparatively I guess Bombay was hit badly as life there had come to a standstill. Bombay known as a place with buzzing activity came to a halt once nature unleashed her fury. Its Diwali time now and I think this time around nature had planned to visit her people personally. No longer just thunder and lightning but solid rain has become a part of this unspoken pact between man and nature.

I think nature wants people to slow down and look around them. When we are in a hurry somewhere we never really spend time looking around as we are so caught up in our lives. But I guess this event will make people stop, think and look at things around them. The rain which we never experienced in so many days has come to stay. In one way it's good as it will clean the cities, but in some other ways damaging as it takes away lives. Like they say nature has its won way of restoring balance to life. In Singapore too the weather looks unpredictable. The more I look out of the window, the more I see clouds growing darker- a sign of the rain to come I guess. Water is taking different forms to cleanse the world. Be it hurricanes in the U.S.A, Tsunami's in India and Thailand or Earthquakes in Pakistan and India, some thing is happening every where around the world.