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Everyday Moments (#SOL-2020)

11-08-2020

Today we are having a little rest from rain. It was pouring the whole of last week. We need this rain but it has caused untold misery to countless people. Most rivers in our state are overflowing and farmlands inundated and crops destroyed. It is a terrible situation and to top it all, the corona virus. And there was a plane crash in the neighbouring state. The passengers were returning from abroad. Then we read about fire in a hotel which was a quarantine centre. There was a landslide in Talakaveri, the birthplace of river Kaveri. There was nothing left of the houses on the hillsides. According to many the landslides are due to human folly and not due to Nature’s fury. It is true. People have been levelling hills for their use, without thinking about effects of such acts. In Mumbai, rains have brought life to a standstill. One of my college friends sent a video where the road in front of our college has become a river! Wilson College is opposite the beach. It is tragic.

I had written about today being a sunny day but suddenly dark clouds gather and there is heavy rain for five to ten minutes, enough to drench anyone without an umbrella 😊. Today evening we went for a walk round our lake and we just manged to get inside the car without getting drenched. The lake is full and overflowing. There are two islands which are home to beautiful birds. We saw the birds carrying twigs and flying to the trees in the island. A safe place because no one goes there. What is it about water that is so fascinating? We have not been to the beach for months and I don’t know when we will be able to go. We are not going out much.  It seems safer.

I sent my mail to my cousin’s wife, Sujata. She will read it to Doddamma. It is more about our grandchildren and I have sent many photos too. I talk to my mother almost every day. She is fine. I am enjoying doing cross stitch designs. I had done many long back. I am listening to The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn in Audibles while stitching. Stories by Mark Twain are fascinating.

Writing about rains, I came across this word, PLUVIOPHILE. It means   people who love rain. The word pluviophile comes from the Latin word “pluvial,” which means rain, and “phile,” which denotes a thing or a person. Therefore, a pluviophile is a lover of rain, or someone that finds joy and peace of mind during the rainy days.

There are so many fascinating words.

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By Lakshmi Bhat

I am a person who believes there is not enough darkness in the world to extinguish the light of a small candle.
We live in a small place in South India. I love reading, blogging, stitching, traveling, photography, listening to people and many other things which make life so very nice and interesting. Blogging is a fun experience, it has brought me into contact with people in different parts of the world and it is good to read about their everyday life. In spite of the differences there is a sameness which is fascinating.
I have learnt and am learning something everyday. I have learnt to write haikus. I enjoy combining the thought and the number of syllables. I have always read books and I was happy to write short fiction. I had thought I would not be able to do so. Stream of Consciousness and photo challenges are fun too.
Yes, there is so much in life that is sad and that hurts us. Many a time I wonder why life is so unfair to so many. We all have problems in life but the problems of many seems unbearable. This makes me feel so helpless. It is not possible to help everyone but we can do our bit, we can do something to help some in whatever way we can. I am doing something in my own way. Twice a week I go to a home for the mentally challenged . This has enriched my life.
There have been many challenges in life and we have faced them with a positive approach. Our grandson and granddaughter have made life so much more richer.

8 replies on “Everyday Moments (#SOL-2020)”

Wow – India is just not getting a break in 2020. So many problems on so many fronts. I hope they’re resolved soon and there’s nothing new.

I think I might be a pluviophobe! 😀 OK, to be fair, I didn’t mind being caught in the rain on my bike twice last week but the temperatures were warm. But when it’s cold I can’t stand it. Our early spring and late autumn here often have cold drizzle with single-digit temperatures. It is my least favourite weather.

I think someday I’d like to be there for the rainy season – maybe not an extreme one, mind you, but to see things change would be really interesting.

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Thanks for introducing the new word, Pluviophile. Never seen it before.
My home state of Assam is under severe floods. Unfortunately it has become an annual ritual now to which both the central and the state government offer lip services during election years and then forgets about till next election.

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