Early riser

Though I have had the reasons to rise early for a good number of days in my life, like school days when my bus used to arrive at 6.30 a.m, the time when I had a strict prof. class right at the beginning of a day in college, then when I went on to do my montessori training course, later when i started working, I never really used to enjoy waking up at that hour of the day. Let me try to rephrase my last sentence, I never really found the motivation to wake up early. But today again I'm forced to wake up early as my husband has to leave for college by 7.30 am and before he does I have to make sure he eats his breakfast. And for him to eat his breakfast means I have to prepare it on time so that he gets a few mins to sit down and eat it. Anyways that not my point. My point is that though I'm still waking up early, this time I'm enjoying it. I love to wake up early and draw the curtains to see the beauty of the early morning (I have no words to describe what I see from my window.... its beauty at its best). And now I realise the advantages of being an early riser. An early riser gets to see the sun peeking through the morning fog, maybe even count those rays that touch the Earth. The early riser wakes up in time to hear all the birds making all those wonderful sounds as they too greet a new day. The squirrels hopping around, the walkers taking a walk, the rays of the sun reflecting from the terraces of the building, to be able to take in all that fresh cool air and life coming up and around, I think i just wanna go on. And just when I'm enjoying all this, the sun comes up completely, like a king descending on to his throne. I thank whoever was responsible for assigning us with this 12th floor apartment, from where I am able to enjoy being an early riser!!!

The monsoons are here!!!

Yes, finally my fav season is almost here (the met say it should arrive in another 10 days). But its already started to pour in Bangalore and I'm totally loving it!!! I know what I'm gonna say next will sound wierd, but this season seems to bring out the best in me. Yeah I know, for most of you out there, monsoons mean being stuck at home, messy clothes if ever you decide to venture out, not many options in footwear and all that stuff. But not for me. For me monsoon is 'nature at its best'. From my 12th floor balcony, its the sight of a lifetime. To sit back and watch the clouds grow real dark, then the streaks of lightning that flash across the sky. Slowly I can see the rain coming in from far far away. I'm feeeling a little poetic right now, so I'm going to say... 'if only there was a way I could welcome it" Then when it starts to rain, I have no words to describe how it feels to be on the 12th floor. The sound of the rain drops hitting the ground, the sweet scent it brings about, the cool air, the sight far far away and now I'm running out of words. It definitely brings back a lot of memories,the times I've reached school drenched in my B'day dress ( though I used to feel bad then, I can't stay mad at my fav season for ever rite??), the cycle rides in the rain on our way to or from tutions, the rain dances i've danced with my friends in our hostel campus, the run from the auto to the college building with my best bud and roommate, the time when Gopal (now my husband) came over to my PG at 11 in the night (the time i used to reach back from work) for a chit chat in the rain, the night in Vizag when it was raining cats and dogs and we were stuck up in our room (don't u think any more beyond this point!!!) and many many more nostalgic mushy moments...... So Cheers!!! The monsoons are finally here!!!! Enjoy........