Raghu

Someone asked me, why do I write? May be when I set out to fill an empty page, I assume that the words I write will have some value, that my thoughts will move the readers from one paragraph to the next, and keep them coming back to this page. How presumptuous is this? What leads me to imagine that my thoughts and experiences are worth your time you spend on this page? I did start out writing with a purpose of having some kind of fun and exploring more into me and what I can do with the elementary knowledge I have. So with this very assumption I will set out and write & read regularly to delve more into my thought process and thereby try better myself as a human being!!!

It was raining little bit today all through and it felt very nice…morning while coming home and later while going to office. How many time do we enjoy the rains, get drenched, go for a drive on a bike in rain, have a cup of hot tea on road side shop while it still raining, having corn, hot mirchi... and the list will go on. Surely everyone will have their personal favorites…mine happen to be 2 which crossed my mind while travelling today. Yes, both of them happened while travelling and when it was raining. I would call them and still recollect them as ‘Strange’ because I would not have reacted in the similar fashion if the same thing happened again. Very convenient to say so but our reactions do vary each time to the same kind of situation. Now coming to the first one… I was going home from a office party nicely dressed up, on the way it started raining – you can say pouring down heavily. As usual got stuck in a traffic jam over Ramakrishna Puram Bridge. I stopped behind a bus and was ...