When it rains it pours
Today is Sunday and we have a break in the rains. It has been raining continuously for the past four days and nights. A couple of days in an area close by, a school collapsed killing 18 children inside. A lot of rains on the hills can become dangerous and yet we need the rains.
I for one refuse to offer any comments on whether the rains should stop or not. As I have mentioned before, I know what it was like not to have any rains and the havoc that it wreaked on the water situation. Sangeeta on the other hand hates the rains with unbridled passion. Yesterday she stood at the window and declared it to the world hoping that the rain would heed her bidding. She is also desperately looking for ferns turning brown, a sure sign that the rains are on their way out … no such luck right now.
Yesterday we went down to Dehradun to do some shopping for Siddhant - he leaves Mussoorie on Friday with Sangeeta. I will leave a day earlier, I have a Finance committee meeting on the 28th and then we will stay around for Siddhant’s flight on the 1st and then its back to Mussoorie again.
Arpit is not going with us, he is paranoid about being swamped with homework - that’s good I guess??
Coming back to the weather its still cloudy but there are openings here and there and you can see other hills and other familiar sites. It does look very pretty with clouds floating up the hills momentarily hiding land marks and everything is clean and green. This is what I love about Mussoorie and I wonder if the pain of the monsoons is worth it. It is if you were to ask me but if you were to speak to Sangeeta she will definitely say NO.
Siddhant is bored out of his mind and has absolutely nothing to do. I wish we could have left him in TO and maybe he could have got a job at the Tim Horton’s or some other fast food joint… but…. but…..
I wonder about him - will he always make the right choices? I find it hard to let him go and yet I know he is now a man and has to fend life for himself. I just pray that the Lord will be the anchor of his life wherever he roams ….
