In the distant hill which is my haven, the Sun perennially plays, ‘hide and seek’ and fools people who are at Nature’s mercy. And, it seems to enjoy every bit of its prank! In the wee hours of morn the Sun’s rays forcefully makes way through little spaces between wooden beams and glass panes to the cozy dim lit rooms to proclaim its arrival and disturb their slumber.
Since bright sunny days are rare sight, people grab every moment of it. Every house is a buzz with activities that can only be done on such a day. Cloth lines are overflowing with mildewed , damp and washed clothes put out to dry and crisp in the natural heat .The close knit neighborhood is more like a ‘dhobi’s yard with clothes, clothes and more clothes. Everyday wear and fineries are ‘aired’ for the dampness to vanish. Everything possible is ‘sunned’, from suitcases to books to furniture to crockery to shoes to food items. Every door and window is open for the ‘warm blessed rays ‘to penetrate and take away the winter cold. Every face is a smile of accomplishment!
Sadly the accomplishment is short lived. The Sun is enveloped by thick black clouds making a sudden but bold appearance. It’s like the two are battling. Soon the faces vanish and everything is brought in lest the big natural water droplets wet them. The jovial mood is no longer jovial; it’s irritable and unpredictable, just like the weather,
Looks like the people of my home town are conditioned by the weather that blesses them with all four seasons in a day.
