Phir Saawan Rut Ki Pawan Chali

November 3, 2010 at 9:15 AMNov (Friends, Literature, Musings, Poetry, Slice Of Life, Soliloquy)

The leaves spoke! I opened the window to listen properly and realised that the voice i heard was not that of leaves alone. It was the conversation between the rain and the leaves that i heard. Ahhh… it was raining…

Phir Swan Rut Ki Pawan Chali
Tum Yaad Aaye Tum Yaad Aaye
Phir Patton Ki Pazeb Baji
Tum Yaad Aaye Tum Yaad Aaye
(Nasir Kazmi)

Rain, i believe, makes one very nostalgic. It brings back several memories. Chile poet Pablo Neruda’s autobiography MEMOIRS begins with the description of rains. Rain makes someone so nostalgic that it sets the ball rolling for an autobiography!!! When Neruda with sun setting in his eyes looks back at his life, his memories begin with rains.

Making paper boats was learnt when it used to rain. Paper boat race used to be held. Then the paper boat moved ahead but today the same boat is moving backwards and also taking be back in time bringing back the memories of the paper boat race and the excitement that accompanied it.

If the paper boat race was to be in Byndoor then the race would be paused with Papad breaks. Grand-mother would make jackfruit papads. The taste of those papads is still alive in my tongue. How many years have passed now since i ate jackfruit papads, since i made paper boats and participated in paper boat race…

Yeh Daulath Bhi Le Lo Yeh Shohrath Bhi Le Lo
Bhale Cheen Lo Mujhse Meri Jawaani
Magar Mujhko Lauta Do Bachpan Ka Sawan
Woh Kaagaz Ki Kashti Woh Baarish Ka Paani
(Sudarshan Fakir)

The paper boats would drown at after travelling some distance. Thanks to the rain which would drown the paper boats.

Walking in the rain, unfolding the umbrella became an exciting thing at a later stane of life. Imagining a Nargis walking along, under the same umbrella and humming the song ‘Pyaar Hua Iqraar Hua hai…”

Once while walking with an imaginary Nargis in the rain under an umbrella i saw GUDIYA walking in the rain without an umbrella. When i stopped her to ask why was she getting drenched she had said, “Bhaiyya main nahi chahti ke koi mujhe rote hue dekhe.” (Brother, I dont want anyone to know that i am crying) GUDIYA was going through a tough time and was trying to hide her tears in the rain. Rain must haev brought back many bitter memories that day to her. The rain had brought tears in the eyes of GUDIYA. As i was humming ‘Pyaar Hua Iqraar Hua hai,’ I think GUDIYA was remembering someone who had crossed her ‘horizon’ and was humming:

Ek Akeli Chatri Mein Jab Aadhe Aadhe Bheeg Rahe Tey
Aadhe Sookhe Aadhe Geele, Sukhe Toh Main Laayi Thi
Geela Mann Shayad Bistar Ke Paas Pada Ho
Woh Bhijwado Mera Woh Saaman Lauta Do
(Gulzar for the film Ijaazat)

Rain can drown paperboats, it can make one cry. It can also becoma nightmarish.

Once when it had rained i was excited as it was a pre-monsoon unexpected rain. The fragrance of the soil had given wings to my excitement. I had messaged everyone about my excitement. Friend Vushnu has replied then saying, “The unexpected rain has caused problems for the slumdwellers in Bheedinagudde who have not prepared themselves or their houses for the rain. I see no beauty in this rain which you can see.”

BItter and sweet all sort of memories and thoughts surface when it rains. It takes us back in time. It makes us remember our past. May be the raindrops too remember their past and hence fall down…

The Raindrop Kissed The Earth And Whispered, – “We Are Thy Homesick Children, Mother, Come Back To Thee From The Heaven.”
– Rabindranath Tagore (in Stray Birds)

01 May 2009

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