My Favourite Season
Over the course of 42 years, I have lived through several cycles of seasons in different parts of the world. Of course, I do realise they all have a part to play in maintaining the sacred natural balance of our planet. Yet, I simply cannot help but have very strong feelings towards each one!
Anyone who knows me well enough, will tell you without losing a second that I absolutely, whole heartedly & with all my dear might, despise the winter! Now it’s strange because I’m not referring to the winter in its full glory with enough inches of snowfall to build a Snowman & have a glorious white Christmas with. Now that is something I LOVE! But it’s the wet, rainy, gloomy, ‘I’m nearly that white winter you want…. oh wait…. just kidding…. I’m the depressing wet and icky version’, that gets to me often to the point of losing my pristine mental health!
Then there’s the lovely, breezy, breathable spring, kicking Mr. Monstrous Winter out of the scene with its toddler – like innocent, charming yet very strong blows! It just kind of happily skips along, brings a full bloom of flowers and foliage, fragrance and fluff, unicorns and cupcakes (ok…maybe not THAT dramatic but please do remain focussed on the feelings and emotions expressed!). You would think it’s the best one to have around you and you may even start flowing in complacence while feeling it’s here to stay forever! Until…
Now, if you ask any of my family & friends about this subject, I bet you they will tell you that summer with all its magnificent sunshine is my favourite season. And perhaps that largely is true. Until I sat down to write this piece, I too was under the impression that that’s what the most obvious and fool proof answer was, has been and shall forever continue to remain. How could it not? For it is the logical season that fills my body with so much energy and which presents several opportunities to impart Vit-D to my bones, which means they will stay strong and sturdy all the way to my final years! To top it all, it bags my heart with bringing to me, my most beloved mangoes! I literally live from one mango season to another! The juicy, fleshy, indescribably sweet Alphonsos, Kesars, Safedas; that juice seeps all the way to my heart; not just to my taste buds and stomach!
Despite these beautifully logical benefits that the summer brings to my table and to my body, there’s something that seems to be amiss! Like a void that’s screaming to be filled with something unhumanly and God-like!
Before I go on, I feel I must express my formal gratitude to the Autumn season.
Dear Autumn,
Although, to many people, you may be kind of useless, believe me when I say this; my smart phone is filled with some of the most picturesque photos from your part of the year. And how can I forget to mention the sheer joy you bring to my heart, each time you give me crisp-air-dried leaves to step on, as I crush them in the middle of an uneventful day to transform it into a happy, ASMR-spree! Keep up the brilliant work and someday, you will surely not ‘fall’.
Much Love.
Now that that’s done, I would like to delve into the depths of what constitutes my favourite season. It’s been a ‘Eureka’ moment as I navigated my way through this piece of writing (and perhaps through life itself!).
When the heat in India reaches its absolute maximal potential; when the thirsty Earth Goddess begs for mercy in quenching it; when every soul feels like a fish out of water left to discombobulate on cracked dry land! Just at that moment, the merciless sun villain, is overcast by dark heroic clouds! One starts to see the lightening and hear thunder about 32 seconds later! And then it comes…the most eagerly awaited soul-quenching rain! As it touches the sweltering – hot ground, a burst of petrichor nostalgia hits. It teleports the mind to those carefree childhood days where every second wasted was the therapy I didn’t know I’d need to keep me sane in my later life!
There I am, sitting outside my veranda with a freshly – prepared crisp paper-boat! As I embark on my micro journey to find the largest puddle, I’m drenched top to toe in the ultimate rainy bliss! A bliss that takes me into a dancing trance until the rain soaks in and cleanses not just my body but also transforms something immersed in the depths of my soul! Coming back to this magical reality, I take my boat and place it into a puddle that branches off into a stream. Until I watch it slowly disappear into a small white dot. I sit there while time and space around me stop…or perhaps move very swiftly! In either case I haven’t a clue. I hear a voice calling me from afar! Until it gets closer. I suddenly shake out of the trance! It’s mom calling me for dinner and telling me off for being out in the rain for two hours! I gather myself and run back indoors, safe in knowing I’ve been sorted for a year! And that’s a fair trade off against being told off by mum!
Monsoon is my favourite season!
Mishanka Kaul Ganjoo
Mishanka Kaul Ganjoo studied engineering after school and went on to pursue the HR profession holding a deep rooted passion for singing at her core. Originally from the beautiful valley of Kashmir, Misha’s deep connection to her homeland infuses her work and artistry. Alongside her corporate journey, her love for singing bloomed into a second calling. Today, she inspires others as a soulful voice & singing coach, supporting aspiring singers in discovering their own unique voices.
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