The Rain-Soaked Adventure

It's raining it's pouring

The old man is snoring

He left the tap on and dozed right of

And now the water is overflowing 

Some of the few nonsensical rhymes that can cross your mind while you make your way through the torrential rains and find your steps through the roads covered in water. You have two choices, you either stay put, or you make your way through the rains and the water. So you have this debate in your head but then who wants to stay put in a place you don't like. So you make the choice and take the risk and face the perils outside.

As you make your way through the rain and all the water, you start to second guess yourself. Did you take the right decision? Was it wise to step out in the pouring rain, risking your laptop and your life? But hey, what's done is done, so you make your way to water and the blowing rain, silently trying to remember the words to the prayer to your Guardian Angel that your learnt in catechism class. Not that your scared, just trying not to be.

So you follow an endless line of umbrellas and stuck cars, making your way through the water whose depth and current varies as it flows, to the place you think is still operational. As you near the Metro station you wait with bated breath and breathe a sigh of relief when you realise it is indeed operational.

By now you're soaked to the bone, you join a line of people, more like a crowd of people as there isn't going to be a line, waiting for the train to come. And when the train arrives you are packed in feeling like a can of sardines but not too claustrophobic. So slowly but surely the train makes its way from Central to Western.

Once you arrive at your destination its decision time once again; do you wait for the local trains to start or do you put your marathon walking ability to test. You decide to do the later, but first you need to settle the little rumbling in your stomach. Luckily a McDonald is functional, so after your stomach is filled you are ready for the next leg of your journey.

Again you find your self in the water. You can see buses and cars half submerged making you want to stress on the route to take. You hear someone say to go on the tracks where it would be safer and in the meantime you get a call from a friend who tell you the trains are functional. So you make your way towards the tracks, through a narrow passageway between a foot over bridge and find your way just as a train is pulling into the platform.

So you move towards it and board the train, just hoping it doesn't get too crowded. As the train waits on the platform you have people from the opposite platform boarding the train making you more stressed, why the hell is the train not moving. And when the train finally moves you breathe a sigh of relief. But now you are are wondering how do you get off.

But then, by the grace of God, and the push of the people behind you, you are pushed out at your destination. You rush to place where you parked your Activa. You get on it and hope against hope that your area isn't flooded and jam. And it seemed like your prayers are answered, there's not much flooding and there's not much of a jam, even though visarjan are happening.

You rush into the house, fumbling with the keys and rush to relieve yourself. You quickly call and message people letting them know that you are safe and sound and reached home, to an extent even posting about it. Next your banish tie wet clothes to the soaking bucket and soak yourself in hot water grateful that you made it through the rain-soaked adventure in to the safety of your own home.