The season of smelly feet and wet t-shirt contests has arrived. It sure did take its own sweet time, but it is finally here!
Why do so many people love this yucky season?
Granted, they are relieved by the cool breeze and the fact that after sweating 50% of their body weight, they are more than happy to replace these salty excretions with rain drops. The feeling is good, I’ll give it to you, but the feeling is short lived. Just like everything good my boss has to say about me, which is followed by everything bad.
I love Bombay. Always have. Always will, but I kid you not, Bombay is not the place to be during the monsoon season. Crowded trains that come once in every 45 mins filled with angry young men and women who look for a chance to pick a fight because apparently wet hair does that, can transform you into a raging-cursing machine. Who knew getting wet can have other consequences (if you know what I mean).
The humidity levels shoot up, your hair gets frizzy and everything around you turns into a disgusting-brown-shitty like liquid. I’m not saying this season doesn’t have its perks. You could get malaria and take a month off from work or you could get leptospirosis and die -both equally appealing. Well, who am I kidding, dying is way better!
Don’t call me a sadist just yet, there’s more.
Do you want to instantly lose weight? If so, then I suggest you have pani puri from Churchgate or drink tap water from some downgraded restaurant. Result -Diarrhea and 10 kgs gone just by sitting on the pot.
Flooding and water logging that leads to excessive traffic and eventually spending the night inside your car without food and warmth. What an adventure, right?
Jokes apart, I used to love this season when I was a kid because this is the only time you could jump in a puddle of water and play with your friends during the first rain after getting your parent’s consent and I loved it every time. Every year. Until I was all grown up and came face to face with the filthy, disease prone reality full of people that existed outside my colony.
Filthy and disease prone, I can live with but people?
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16 thoughts on “It’s raining men!”
Rains lashing out and you lashing out at the rains !!! 😛 LOL
Hope you are busy with life, haven’t seen you in a while. 🙂
And true, Mumbai has one of the worst monsoon and to make it even more worse there is garbage and the pool of crowd 🙂
Thanks for sharing….Cheers
Yeah man the rains have just begun and I am already tired of dealing with all its consequences. I have been busy with work actually. Thanks for reading and liking it 🙂
Ya I guessed, it would be either you were busy with work or someone kidnapped you and then set you free because they couldn’t deal with you 😀 I would see you in my blog when I post a new stuff.
Baarish is sad in Mumbai. It’s just because of the unclean surroundings. 🙂
Glad to see you back in action, Take care.
Lol yeah kidnapping me is more work than you can imagine… Had deadlines to meet and I guess from now on I will be able to post only during the weekend cos a) I am running out of topics to rant on and b) I only eat, work and sleep during the weekdays 😦
That’s sad, My blog will miss you but nonetheless job is what pays you. So I guess I am the only one jobless during office hours now, feeling so lonely 😛
The best thing about not having any topic to write is that it gives plenty time to read other blogs.
Yeah that’s true 🙂
So…Brazil vs Germany in semi finals eh!? The time has come 🙂
Yea.. Time for Germans to go back home…:D Thiago Silva is out of the game which really concerns.
You won’t believe it, today morning I thought I will reply to your World cup post after the match (when you will be crying :D) and say everything would be OK…I really did have a thought 😛
Neymar is not playing right cos of his injury so that’s gonna be sweet for the Germans…let’s see who will cry on match day…:)
Yeah…sad for the lad. That’s a very bad injury. I guess that should give Germans an advantage, plus Germans are full squad against our newbies, Thiago Silva our captain is not there… 😥 Lets see…
Send me your address, will parcel you a box of tissue 😀 That is the least I can do for you 😛
Hahah…we shall see about that my friend 🙂
They have a disgusting team 😥
Lol!!! This has to be my exact same feeling man!! But then I think, “Oh! Alteast I am not sweating!” 😛
Hahaha yeah that’s the only consolation that monsoon gets at least from me…thanks for reading 🙂
Hahaha… Of course 🙂