I was woken up from my siesta by the sound of thunder, rain and heavenly petrichor.
As usual, and setting at rest doubts for this year, our monsoon has arrived on time. The image above is rain in our garden just five minutes ago. As I write this, there is thunder rolling over head and rain falling in torrents.
I shall now listen to some Malhar. My readers will remember my post last year on the same date my post on the subject.
The pluviophile in me is delighted.
For the first time since I started to live in Pune thirty two years ago, the summer season has forced me to instal an air conditioner in our drawing room.
Two factors are cited the foremost being global warming / climate change and the deforestation on the mountains that surround our city. The cool breeze that used to come down from there, has disappeared and now we are paying the price for that folly. We get hot winds instead.
The past two weeks have been particularly bad as apart from the heat, in the high thirties low forties during the day, humidity has been high for our plateau climate and that has made it more uncomfortable for us. Dry heat is less debilitating whereas the humidity saps one of one’s energy.
As I write this, it has been over cast and the high has been 38 deg C and forecast to be 25 deg C during the night. Humidity at 51% is very high for us.
As my readers know that I am a Pluviophile and I am impatient for some heavy downpours. Our monsoon season that normally starts by early June seems an eternity off.
How is the climate where you live?
Readers of this blog know that I am a pluviophile and love our monsoon season particularly. I have been very lucky in the month of May this year as we had the so called pre-monsoon showers regularly, unlike any other May that I have seen over the past thirty odd years that I have lived here.
June has not been an exception so far as we have been having rains every afternoon since the beginning of it this year. As I write this, it is pouring cats and dogs at 4.00 pm.
My son and I were discussing this phenomenon this morning as we were having our tea in our garden and I recollected a cartoon that our inimitable R K Laxman had created many decades ago. I had to go to Uncle Google and search but, I am glad that I succeeded.
I can’t get enough of that. Can you relate to it and your local weathermen?
After days of hot muggy listlessness, the pluviophile in me was treated to a grand treat. Copious rains with thunder and lightning at 5.00 pm. You can see that we have had to switch on the compound lamps outside.
“My brother Ramana Rajgopaul can be described with both these words!😎🥰”
The comment and the image was posted on Facebook by my one and only sister who comes up with some astonishing posts there.
This must be one of the most astonishing as, it is true and teaches her brother another word to describe himself.