The scorching heat gets to all. The landscape looks bleak, everything is under the blazing sun and hurts the eyes. The temperatures zap the energy out of all living breathing creatures. Nights are restless and sleep is disturbed. Every morning is a day into low energy, and no remedy or respite seems to be around except to sit in artificial environments with artificial wind, or energy hogging air conditioners. A dip in pool is a welcome respite, but stepping back into pedestrian lifestyle from the piscean one is disappointing. Sometimes it feels like this is the mirror image of our dissatisfied lives, where each day is as mundane as the one before and the brightness of everything around with the large amounts of information still cannot instill the clarity that the mind seeks. What it seeks it knows not, but always in vain it looks out at the horizon to try to see a cloud full of hope that might respite the thirst that is building up.
On the worst of these days, the humidity playing a role to make you squirm in the very seats, something changes. You suddenly notice a beautiful golden yellow aura spreading through the evening and colouring everything in its soft hue. Something magical has begun that has no rhyme or reason. Looking up at the sky you realize the overhanging bulged clouds get darker and heavier every minute and fill the sky. All you wish to do now is go out and wait for the drops that are adding to the excitement and thrill that has just turned the air electrifying. The winds blow to sooth the frustrations that had built up in you, and the everything seems lighter. Suddenly heart sings out a song in expectation as it waits. There is magic brewing in the air, and like helpless creatures we are pulled in awe to the aura. On this day, the mind had given up hope, heart was filled with despair. Did it seek love, did it seek knowledge, or just a change so drastic to quench it with awe of the change. It finds it in the unexpected moment as it is filled with the aura that surrounds the mind when a new discovery is made.
The expectation is rewarded as the first drop touch your hand. Cool and whole, and yet fleeting feeling that lasts fraction of a second makes you smile. Then another and another, air is now filled with the sweetness that earth withheld from you through the summer, the sweetness is enhanced by the drizzle of drops that fill the atmosphere now. This sweetness fills every iota of you, every iota of you. The sweetness overwhelming now makes you smile and want to dance to the drums of the thunders and the music of the winds. The first summer showers are here. The sweetness of this shower is filled into the mangoes and all creatures that are born of the shower alike.The showers where the sweetness fills all life with love and hope. The mango shower.
