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Monsoon rains in Mumbai : memories from childhood till now !! 

Posted on by Sassy_lioness11

Rains have always been my favourite since childhood. Specially mumbai monsoons as when we talk about rains, mumbai monsoons can never be forgotten. 

It always has the power to make you happy, jolly, to wash away all sorts of your sadness, sorrow or grief. 

Its the season of love as it creates a climate of just pure unfiltered love and happiness all around you.

You might now be wondering now that what has happened to this author who writes travel & food blogs, poems, is suddenly writing a monsoon rain blog and her memories of it ? 

Well just think about it ? Still not able to guess …. Okay let me tell you that basically monsoons are my favourite from bachpan and I have many fond memories associated with it. 

So I just felt the need to write a Mumbai monsoon rains blog post anyhow with my memories of it and share it with my readers as I wanted to share this story of monsoons since anyone can connect with this story themselves.

I know i know it just sounds very clichéd but its true that rains have always been a very integral part of hindi films. 

When in hindi films actor / actress cry in rains, we are able to feel their pain completely since we can connect with it quiet easily as when they cry we also cry at the same time while watching the film in theatres.

Its also the season of love where in hindi films and TV serial’s the actor and actress have their “realization of love for each other”.

Now even TV serials follow the same bandwagon since their best romantic / tragic / sad / accident sequences between actor and actress have always been picturised in and around the rains.

My memories of rains have always been one of my very favourite and fond memories of my life. 

I remember as a child when I used to go to school, rains meant raincoats, windsheeters, umbrellas, rainy shoes and rainy sandals. 

It was like there was just a wonderful mindboggling flurry of colours, water and happiness everywhere wherever my eyes would go to in mumbai during monsoon rains.

Rainy season was and even today is still the season where the favourite roadside junk food is vada paav, aalu and kaandaa bhajjia, daal wadi, ussal / missal paav, bread cutlet, samosa / samosa paav.

The favourite breakfast for everyday normal office going people and college going students is kaandaa pohaa, upma, and sheera. The favourite drink in this season is Tapri ki garam chaai or garam coffee.

It also meant that “baarish ke puddles waale pani me paper boat banaa ke usse apne haath se aage karna” as it would atleast go or try to go like a boat on it’s own after that and it used to make me very happy 

“Mein bahut khush ho jaati thi aisi choti cheezo se bachpan me”.

After childhood when I entered college i.e. junior college then bachelors and after that PG MA degree and now after that till today the meaning of monsoons changed to all these things which are : 

“geeli mitti ki khushboo” , “chhat pe jaake baarish me bheegnaa”, “national park me jaake baarish ko enjoy karnaa”, ” Marine Drive pe jaake bethnaa and monsoons ko enjoy karnaa”, “Garam garam bhuttaa, moongfali, chane aur jhaal mudi khaanaa”, “Bandra Worli sea link pe jaake rains ke mazze lenaa” and that’s my eternal love for rains even today and will continue to be there for lifetime.

For me rains are like a reason to be happy since it just drowns away all sadness , sorrows, and makes everyone joyful , gives us a reason to glee. 

It is an unwritten rule in monsoons to have weekend trips atleast 2 – 3 times to rejuvenate , relax and destress yourself.

To such undiscovered places which are very picturesque scenic hillstations always surrounded by rains with a canopy of clouds that has fresh pure uncontaminated air and clean fresh rain water in valleys and lakes.

It is that time of the year when you want to enjoy monsoon rains, connect yourself with nature and its beauty and disconnect yourself from rest of the world just for those few moments or that weekend trip.

I just felt like sharing all those memories and moments of Mumbai monsoon rains from childhood till today and I guess after mentally thinking and recollecting my best memories here I am sharing all of it with all the readers out there.

I’d just like to end this monsoon tale and story by saying a few lines of lyrics from song – 

“Mausam mastaanaa,

 Rastaa anjaanaa,

 Jaane kab kis mod pe,

Ban jaae koi afsaanaa”.

Some pictures of Aaj ki baarish in my building mere ghar ki balcony se : 

                  Rains at IC Colony.

Collage of pictures to my trip to SGNP Borivali east.

The famous yoga pose at SGNP borivali east.

Rains at Marine drive Mumbai.

Rains at Bandra Worli sea link.

National park borivali me baarish.

Cutting chaai at a Tapri in IC Colony.

Garam garam bhuttaa in rains at Marine Drive.

Vada pav in mumbai ki baarish “The lifeline of Mumbaikars”.

Garam Bhajjia with cutting chaai.

Myself !!

Posted on by Sassy_lioness11

Sometimes all it takes is just such a type of person who can be anyone like your bestfriend, someone from your family, but the one who’s always there with you for you whenever you want to share something like good or bad but you just want to be yourself without any fake pretenses in front of that one person who has it in themselves to listen to your entire blabberings, nonsensical, logical, illogical, senseless, good, and bad talks patiently and that person keeps you sane in this world full of chaos, fake people, and complete utter insanity as well.

That person after listening to your entire talks in the end tells you what is right and wrong and what should be done and shouldn’t be done. Many people in this world are lucky and fortunate enough to have such selected bunch of few people in their life.

But there’re many who don’t have such people in their in life and those people are very introvert, helpful, innocent, shy, timid, vulnerable, gullible, easily get influenced by other people and the things they do often under peer pressure, submissive, always made fun of, and always insulted by people.

All of you blog readers out there might be thinking that what has happened to this blogger who always writes poems, travel blogs, restaurant blogs is today writing a very deep and philosophical piece all of a sudden ??

Well, the thing that I mentioned in the 2nd paragraph was completely me. Yes, that was me once upon a time in my Bachelor Degree Years and a little bit of it is still me even today. Even after promising myself not to be so I ended up breaking that self-made promise anyways.

I was a complete bundle of nervous and emotional wreck very low on self-confidence and self-esteem as well. I was someone very introvert, helpful, innocent, shy, very gullible, easily got influenced by other people, obedient, always made fun of, did not gel up with new people very easily and always insulted by people as a whole to sum it up.

You all might be thinking that why suddenly did this author felt the need to write this ‘’deep and self-explanatory philosophical blog piece’’ today?? The reason is that I felt like people out there reading my blogs need to know my real story of how I was few years back and how I am today since it is easily relatable to anyone and everyone specially girls can completely relate this story to themselves totally.

It was like there were many fake and pretentious people in my life few years back during my Bachelor’s degree (2011-14) and then when I came in my Master’s Degree from 2015-17 that thing was still the same and there was no change in it at all. These were people who used me fully for getting their work done and used me for their own benefit and after their work got done it was like ‘’Who are you? I don’t know you at all’’.

Such people thought that I can be broken very easily, I won’t take a stand for myself, and I will be quiet against whatever shit they spoke about me, they thought that I’ll be quiet even if they insult me by joining my names with any of my friends. Actually so sorry but this blog is my indirect answer or a verbal slap to all those people out there that you all have thought very wrong about me since I can never be broken ever and if you even try to break me then it will make me more strong with each passing day.

People who try to come in between the strong bond of two best friends or even try to break them you can never ever do so since those two best friends are very intelligent, understanding, patient and mature enough to handle such very small and petty fights themselves and they won’t even let it affect their strong bond ever.

Thanks to all those people out there who’ve used me, insulted me, made fun of me, tried to break me today due to you all am very strong and probably the best version of myself ever.

I guess I just wanted to tell you all people about my story somehow. So I had all these freezed and captured incidents in my mind from so long but really today I just gathered all my courage and wrote it down. Finally, here I am with my stories through blogs telling all you readers out there about it !!

I would like to just wrap this up by saying a dialogue from movie ‘’Zubaan’’ –

‘’Khud se khud ko rihaa de,

Apni aawaaz ko zubaan de’’.

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