Unexpected!! Untimely!!
March 29th, 2005
Untimely!! Just when the dreariness of winter is being broken with the freshness of spring!! But spectacular no doubt!!
The clouds broke earlier and we had a spot of sunshine. And then suddenly we were hearing loud cantankerous bursts like firecrackers during Diwali! It sure was sweet!! So as Hubbs and I ran out like a couple of excited kids, the hail increased in tempo - great big balls of ice!! Its not that we have never been in snow or hail, just that it was most unexpected!!! And hence, exciting for Chay!!
In a matter of minutes the whole neighbourhood was blanketed in white, the rooftops are white, the ground beneath is crunching like no one’s business!! Awesome!!!! The little pearls were bouncing off the umbrella I was under, I was munching on some of the hail stones, and I was immediately transported to Madikeri, when I was 4, when along with Gayatri the maid, I got caught in a hail storm while on the way back from Thamaiah’s shop. We had been there for some much needed Cadbury’s, among other things. We had so much fun all way back home. Collecting the marble sized hail and wondering why they had to be cold and disappear so fast. Eating the ice and cramming more into my freezing mouth!!! What memories!!!
As Hubbs was trying to capture more memories on our cameras, I was reminded of Mrs. Goel’s famous saabu-daana khichdi that she made only during her Hare-Rama Hare-Krishna meetings. Mrs. Goel was a neighbour in one of my apartments in Bangalore. We always got a bucketful of her khichdi. Even Hubbs remarked that the little pearls reminded him of saabu-daana.
After the shock of the first 15 minutes, some Desi children came running out of one house with cardboard boxes. They were trying to sled down the street. How indigenous of them!! Another Desi family came out, mama still in her jammies and trying to stuff her daughter’s hand in a jacket’s sleeve. They ran out and played happily, the papa stuffing down fistfuls of ice down mama’s jacket!! Could not help but notice our American neighbours were in a foul mood over the weather. And none of the American kids are out on the streets playing.
As suddenly as the heaven had opened up, a small flash, muted by the gray clouds above announced the thunder that was following, the skies echoed the loud crashes and booms and my head filled up with my favorite songs of worship!!! How awesome are the wonders that God has made, how awesome is Nature, how awesome is The Maker!!!
While I am writing this, the hail has turned to rain, the sun is still managing to shine thru’ a bit. I bet there are some beautiful rainbows somewhere, beyond which are many blessings.
Untimely!! Just when the dreariness of winter is being broken with the freshness of spring!! But spectacular no doubt!!
The clouds broke earlier and we had a spot of sunshine. And then suddenly we were hearing loud cantankerous bursts like firecrackers during Diwali! It sure was sweet!! So as Hubbs and I ran out like a couple of excited kids, the hail increased in tempo - great big balls of ice!! Its not that we have never been in snow or hail, just that it was most unexpected!!! And hence, exciting for Chay!!
In a matter of minutes the whole neighbourhood was blanketed in white, the rooftops are white, the ground beneath is crunching like no one’s business!! Awesome!!!! The little pearls were bouncing off the umbrella I was under, I was munching on some of the hail stones, and I was immediately transported to Madikeri, when I was 4, when along with Gayatri the maid, I got caught in a hail storm while on the way back from Thamaiah’s shop. We had been there for some much needed Cadbury’s, among other things. We had so much fun all way back home. Collecting the marble sized hail and wondering why they had to be cold and disappear so fast. Eating the ice and cramming more into my freezing mouth!!! What memories!!!
As Hubbs was trying to capture more memories on our cameras, I was reminded of Mrs. Goel’s famous saabu-daana khichdi that she made only during her Hare-Rama Hare-Krishna meetings. Mrs. Goel was a neighbour in one of my apartments in Bangalore. We always got a bucketful of her khichdi. Even Hubbs remarked that the little pearls reminded him of saabu-daana.
After the shock of the first 15 minutes, some Desi children came running out of one house with cardboard boxes. They were trying to sled down the street. How indigenous of them!! Another Desi family came out, mama still in her jammies and trying to stuff her daughter’s hand in a jacket’s sleeve. They ran out and played happily, the papa stuffing down fistfuls of ice down mama’s jacket!! Could not help but notice our American neighbours were in a foul mood over the weather. And none of the American kids are out on the streets playing.
As suddenly as the heaven had opened up, a small flash, muted by the gray clouds above announced the thunder that was following, the skies echoed the loud crashes and booms and my head filled up with my favorite songs of worship!!! How awesome are the wonders that God has made, how awesome is Nature, how awesome is The Maker!!!
While I am writing this, the hail has turned to rain, the sun is still managing to shine thru’ a bit. I bet there are some beautiful rainbows somewhere, beyond which are many blessings.
posted by Arpana Sanjay at 9:08 PM
1 Comments:
Hi chay, that was a cool blog. Looking for more.
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