Tuesday, June 03, 2008


he called, incredulous, its raining cats and dogs here.

nothing here, i said, though the sun had set in orange glory dotted with a million particles ready to burst.

a long train ride and he will be home to a dry village.

maybe like little animals, last night itself, she knew there were cats and dogs lurking in the clouds. and thought of the rain, narmada, the sea, and other things she has not seen.

just as she was dozing off she said, mumma i want to see snow.


white snow. cold snow. nani jo jacket laayi, woh pehnungi.

who told you about snow?

she was too excited about the idea of seeing snow to bother telling me. was it one of the books i read? was it a description given by one of the many people who regale her with stories? i do not know.

so as she drifted off i told her about the time i was little and saw the snow fall. how my mum showed me what fun it is to tilt the head back and put out your tongue.

she stuck her tongue out and asked if it would taste like sugar.

for now let the monsoon spin its magic. and i will teach her not to stick her tongue out for a taste of the bby rains.


ajay noronha said...

you wish! i'm gonna take her to marine drive this rains n stick our tongues out at the sea!

SUR NOTES said...

aj: good idea, just keep that pink umbrella over your heads. ok?

dipali said...

Awwwww:) Love you two!

SUR NOTES said...

dipali: you know you are the one regular regular reader of this blog. does great things for my spirits to know that someone living so far off is truly interested in what this child and mother are tripping on. :)

Poppins said...

LOL at the sticking of tongue at the bby rain. Listen when did you see your first snowfall? I saw mine at the grand old age of 25 ! I guess it's from a book, did you ever find out?

And yes, if I meet Sanah, I will pretend to know Rahul and Simisha :)

SUR NOTES said...

poppins: first time @ 13 years. and then at 21 years.
since then no snow!
finally figured my mum's pal had given her a vivid description, even told her all that she would have to wear and how her nose would feel cold etcetc.
and when you meet her, nod knowingly, by then who knows which name will be on the top of the charts!

Manpreet said...

You are a poet, through and through,
Great one,
I have been enjoying your posts for a few days now...