It’s almost June now and summers are in full bloom, here in North India. With temperatures running as high as 42-43 degree Celsius, any sign of clouds and rain bring a respite. Yesterday evening, I was working in the kitchen, when my 4 years old came running to me…shouting at the top of his voice
Hey!! I am here in kitchen. What happened? Why are you shouting?
How will we go for swimming today? 😦
Can’t you see?
So much of rain patakas outside?
What??? What outside?
Rain Patakha!! (with hands wide apart and “you don’t even know that” look on his face)
I was perplexed for a second, and suddenly I heard a thunder roar of clouds
Ahhh!! You mean lightning?
I mean those patakas (crackers) that the sky is burning!! (Again those bored looks) Why does sky do that? I hate it…why does it rain when I have to go for swimming?
Hmmm..let’s see..Hopefully there is no rain when you have to go for swimming..Meanwhile you go and see if your friends are outside?
Ok!! (with a resigned tone)
Two minutes later
He comes inside with an elated look on his face…
Give me my umbrella!! It’s so fun outside…everyone is out playing in rain…thank you sky!! I love you.
Off he went, happily, with his umbrella. The whole evening he spent with his friends, playing in rain (not asking even once about the swimming thing) 😀
That’s the magic of rain pataka…