Dear Readers,
My joy seems to have no bounds as I pen down today's post. A phone call just a few seconds ago appraised me with the fact that Jodhpur is engulfed with a thick sheet of clouds and is witnessing incessant rain yet again. You all must be well-acquainted with the fact that this year, Rajasthan has received an above average monsoon. Though this may sound mundane, but it is a highly consequential piece of news for all of us who dwell in the sandy desert and experience good rains only a couple of times in a decade.
Most of my fellow Marwaris would confess to this innate tendency within us to inquire about the nature and volume of the wet spells from our friends and relatives during this time of the year. Such inquisitions become more intense and anxious in cases where they come from people residing away from their homes. I believe the underlying reason for this is our unfathomable love and association with our immediate ecology or environment. To ensure that such curiosities are put paid to, I am posting a picture here.
While driving down to Jodhpur on last weekend, I was thrilled and elated to see the entire countryside covered with a lush green carpet. The same expanse of land which, a fortnight ago, was a painting comprised of only black and yellow colors had now been transformed into a blossoming garden. Huge depressions caused by formation of sand dunes have now been injected with new life and resemble valleys filled with flowers and fluttering butterflies. Let us bask in the glory of this short spanned nikhlistan because like everything else, even this little pleasure would vanish before we, the people of Thar, could get engrossed in it......
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