As long as I remember I have been quite fond of the monsoon or rainy season. When I was a young girl, I used to think it’s because I was born in July which mostly falls during the beginning of monsoon. This was aided by the fact that quite often my birthday coincided with the first rain of the season! Later I came to know my actual date of birth as per the Hindu Panchang which falls in the month of आषाढ़ (Aashadh), at the end of which monsoon begins mostly. So, it all felt like a divine input to my personality that I would love the rain 😀
But as I grew up, I realized there are several factors that make me love rain. Some are quite obvious and make rain pleasant for everyone. But some other had certain philosophical connotations 😉
Whenever it rains, the scorching Earth’s thirst is quenched. All life forms around us feel relieved of the torment of the summer heat and rejoice. Land for farmers is replenished with ground water. The atmosphere becomes clean, trees look greener with all the dirt washed away, random flora grow and develop and a large number of animals begin their cycle of life, (especially the little annoying critters 😛 ).
As rejuvenating as Monsoon is, it also helps us to understand how privileged we are to surpass all the difficulties which comes with rains and see all the rejoicing mentioned above. For me, it is a time to be grateful to Bhagwan for he has given the ability or I should say the privilege of having a roof over my head to be under and enjoy. For the opportunity to be inside my home and not be out there fighting the odds for survival.