The Monsoon Tragedy

Rains in Mumbai.....well actually i dont need to talk about that,since all of you are familiar with it. For some reason its got to be the shittiest period of the year if you are a person who hardly stays at home.Me....well what do i say?? I was born in July and the meaning of my name is "The Rain God".....so I am associated with the rains and the monsoon quite often.I used to love the rains as a kid.Used to get wet in the rain,play ,play and play.My mum often says this jokingly...."You were born in the muck....how the hell will you not enjoy getting wet in the rain?",when i was a child. Since the monsoons are so closely associated with me,my cousins often push me hard so that i fall down.wierd,aren't they????Well their reason for that is very simple.India is losing a match and only the rain can save them(as it often does....)....so for the rain to fall,i should fall.I recollect being pushed around 12-13 times during the 2003 Cricket World Cup in South Africa,when India(who surprisingly reached the Finals) were absolutely annahilated by the men from Down Under.Back in 2005,after I finished my schooling days,I remember going to various Junior colleges with friends to collect admission forms.We could not have chosen a better day.It was raining as if a massive shower covering the entire sky was allowed to pour. Somehow,we managed to go around about 4-5 colleges around Mumbai.We somehow protected the admission forms from getting wet but could not save ourselves from getting drenched.We were tired,hungry,thirsty....you name it.We were all cold and wet...and then.....while walking back from National College on the linking road in Bandra....we saw something that looked heaven-sent....It was nothing but a McDonald's outlet.We all went in and had hot coffee which we all savoured. God bless McDonald's,we thought.Speaking about monsoons, I dont think there would be any individual in Bombay who doesnt remember 26th July. What a day it was! I mean what was going on that day?? The amount of rain Bombay received that day would have probably been the sum of the amount of rain our city has received for the last 3-4 years. Everywhere you went,you could see hapless people stranded.....stray dogs flowing along with the water.....complete traffic jam.......It seemed as if Bombay....which is always on the run....where stopping for a moment is like wasting money....where time and money is everything....had actually been brought to a standstill. The struggle people had to go through to reach home,to tlak to their loved-ones,to know how they are....was extremely sad. I remember to have walked for 6-7 hours in knee-deep water(which reached my chest at some places) to reach home. Even though it was a very difficult day for all Mumbaikars.....I have to say....ity was one hell of an experience.Another reason i hate the monsoons is that it attracts millions of unknown insects and all those icky things.Some of whom we have never seen before.The look small,but the damages they can do to you is something we underestimate.I say this because I have contracted malaria for two years in a row...and trust me.....thats something you dont want to experience. I absolutely hate insects....especially mosquitoes. A friend of mine has a sick way of killing them. He catches them....does not squash them.....but slowly and gently...disesembles its body parts.This happens when the mosquito is lucky. If he gets extremely pissed with the mosquito....he goes ahead to burn it....All i want to say is.....Bincy....BEWARE!!!!!h