Essay on My Experience On A Rainy Day: It is said that spring is the king of the seasons, and rain is the queen of the seasons. When the earth starts burning due to the wrath of the Sun God in May-June, then somewhere Indra is ready to quench the thirst of the thirsty land. Water is life. If there is no rain, the world will cease to exist. India is an agricultural country. Here rain has a special significance. Despite rivers, canals, ponds, and tube wells, there is always a need for rain. Therefore, in the month of Jyeshtha, on Amavasya, rain is duly worshipped so that it rains on time and gets a new life.
Essay on My Experience On A Rainy Day
After hot days of April and May, the rainy season is always welcomed. In summers, ponds become dry. Birds and animals feel thirsty. Even we feel uneasy. With the falling of rains, everyone gets happy. We see peacocks dancing. Some people especially children love to play in rainwater. The farmers became happy and they start plowing their fields. People come out in raincoats and use colorful umbrellas during rains. If it is raining in the morning children become happy because now it would be a holiday for them. A cold wind blows and the weather becomes pleasant. There is also thunder and lightning.
Rains are blessings as well as curses. As rain is a part of nature, it is not under human control. There was a day when it rained heavily and I did not like it. It was a holiday. I had planned to enjoy the day. I was to pay a visit to my sister in South Mumbai at a distance of 15 kilometers from my place. At nine in the morning, I started from the house with my mother. I could see bad weather ahead. The sky was covered with dark and smoky clouds. I thought it would be safe if we got on a bus. However, it was in vain.
Soon it started raining heavily. It rained the way it had never rained before. Within a few minutes, the roads were flooded. The traffic came to a halt. Everyone started finding shelter. Visibility was reduced to a few meters. It poured so heavily that even the powerful headlights of the bus could not pierce the thick pouring waters from the sky. Water collected more speedily than it went down the drains.
The shutters of the shops were dropped down. Those inside the shops, buses, and other vehicles were in no way better than that outside on the road that was getting wet. The situation soon became worse. The benches, stools, chairs and small tables kept for customers outside certain shops and stalls began to float in the streams of rainwater. It was a pity to see people running after their articles.
A man running to catch a stool fell into a drain. He might have been swept away by the strong flow but the water itself threw him out. The poor man stood for a moment looking confused at the rushing water.
It rained for nearly five hours. The entire city came to a standstill. When at last the rain stopped, we were hardly in shape to carry on the journey. There was hardly any time left for the return trip.