The idea of writing this blog post came to
my mind after I observed my daughter have fun in the rain. In the past also I
have written about how kids
can teach us things.
Rains in Mumbai
can cause lot of frustration. Last Friday was one such rainy day. The cooling
effect that rains bring got neutralized by the annoyance caused due to train
services being cancelled and long traffic jams. People heading for work got
stuck mid-way and some were not even in a position to abort journey and go back
home. Those who somehow managed to reach office were left wondering how they
will reach home in the evening.
My story was not too different from the
average Mumbaite. I decided to take a bus instead of opting for the usual train
journey as I was cautioned by one of my friend that trains were not plying due
to water logging in the tracks. It was a good idea after all. I managed to
reach office even though I was late. News channels and social media were abuzz
with news about the rains and how the administration had failed to ensure that
rains do not play spoil sport. Facebook and Whatsapp users were posting
hilarious messages about the whole episode and some were posting images about
the areas where they were stuck due to traffic snarls caused due to heavy
rains.
Reaching office was just half the battle
won. Managing to go back home in the evening was what everyone was thinking
about. In the evening I left early along with one of my office colleagues who
had brought his car to work. Luckily the return journey wasn’t that rough for
me.
It was still raining when I picked up my
daughter from the day care, helped her get into the rain coat and was heading
towards my bike that was parked at some distance. Even before wearing the rain coat she was
excited to go out in the rain and I had somehow managed to stop her. After
wearing the rain coat though she just cut lose from my grip and was laughing
and dancing in the rain. Looking at her enjoy the rains I was wondering whether
we grown-ups can ever savor such moments. It did not matter to my little doll
whether rains have caused frustration or inconvenience to anyone. For her rain
just meant fun and nothing else. A small puddle of water that we would try to
dodge is what she ensured that she didn’t miss jumping into. If she did miss
one she would go back, jump into it and then move forward again.
Ignorance is bliss, isn’t it?