13 Aug 2001

Inspired by Mumbai Monsoons

I wonder how it would be to evaporate into air like water, formless, ...identityless, ... keep drifting somewhere and then suddenly come down as rain - hitting all the people scurrying thru the streets, tearing through the rooftops, flooding streets and drains alike!
If I had a choice though, I would like to fall in a rain forest where there are big yellow butterflies and for a while I'd ride on a butterfly's wing, like a dew drop on a soft petal. When it shakes me off in a colourful flutter I'd flow into a rivulet, get carried through mossy rocks, and cascade down a precepie to swirl in winding circles in a deep green pool.