Eugi’s Weekly Prompt “Summer”, June 22, 2020
with summer ending
monsoon knocking with, juicy
mangoes bonanza
Tag Archives: monsoon
Mumbai Monsoon
There was heavy rainfall last week, rains have reduced, still on and off they come with vengeance in heavy bouts. It’s cloudy with strong winds blowing. On Marine Drive its an occasion for the selfie lovers who in spite of the warning from the police department taking selfies DANADAN with pouts without inhibitions.
Long live Mumbaiyaas and their un-daunting spirit.
We are enjoying rains here which is scarce in Visakhapatnam.I’m also busy with my phone taking shot after shot.
Samples:
Weekend Writing Prompt #51 – Raindrops
Weekend Writing Prompt #51 – Raindrops
Word Prompt- Raindrops
Photo Prompt
Thanks, Sammi for the prompts.
Challenge
Prose Challenge – Write a story on any theme, with an upper limit of 250 words, set in the rain.
Poetry Challenge – Write an acrostic poem, where the first letter of each line spells “Raindrops” as it is read from top to bottom.
I was watching raindrops falling on the tree leaves and sliding down on the floor playing sliding game as we used to do in our childhood.
We siblings used to drench in the rains requesting mother to make hot pakoras and tea.
She did, after scolding for dirtying the house with mud but the fun digested everything.
Though old had taken such fun away, but we had our share of fun.
So calming down and enjoying the bicker of rain against the glass window is still so much fun.
The first shower of monsoon made me nostalgic.
I went out to get some fun and get drenched as I did in the childhood.
My neighbors, hearing me sneezing hard and shivering poured advises, like what I should do and what should I take.
Someone brought black pepper Rasam, the best cure for the cold, while the other one ginger tea. They did not rest until they made me change my wet clothes and wrapped me in the blanket.
They started telling each other all sorts of stories about how a simple cold can cause pneumonia or some other dangerous disease if not treated properly and one even recited how her distant relative died after suffering from a simple looking cough and cold.
Between all this hullabaloo one thing became clear that everyone is a doctor of some sort and my neighbors loved and cared for me their old neighbor and am not a lonely and abandoned person in this world.
Weekly Haiku Prompt Challenge – Week 6 – Late & Summer
Weekly Haiku Prompt Challenge – Week 6 – Late & Summer
Summer on the peak
Late monsoon loves, hide and seek
Winter always meek
