I am enthralled with the rains here in Bombay. I know there are so many who simply are disgusted at the deluge that seems to happen annually here but I am not one to complain. I simply cant stop brimming over the beauty and all the sights and sounds of Bombay in the rains…
One of my favourite sights here in Bombay is the high tide at marine drive where the ocean simply can’t contain itself and the waves crash and spill over onto the road (or the pavement or promenade or whatever it is that it is called) Year after year I have come down to Bombay for just that one sight and six years down I still can’t contain my glee at the sight whenever I see it. This year was no different and yesterday I was strutting the walk on Marine Drive. Unfortunately though, I missed the high tide and was witness to a receding tide. It isn’t a half bad sight in itself but pales out in comparison to the rising tide and the fury with which the waves crash onto the wall. This is where the theory kicks in.
The receding tide meant that only a few spots on Marine Drive were experiencing the spill over of the waves. Enthusiastic as I am, I couldn’t help be enticed at the distant sight of the waves spilling over whilst at my feet, the waves just came weakly and splashed the breakers leaving me to the mercy of the rain gods for the hope of getting splashed. Now generally I am either alone or with someone whom I am so comfortable, it is as good as being alone. Yesterday though I was with my room-mates. Don’t get me wrong, my roomies are my homies but there are still places of me I wouldn’t take them. So when I suggested at walking down the promenade, I was welcomed with “You’re kidding right?” looks. So I took off alone. Now I was walking fast, almost to the point where you might’ve called it a jog than a walk as I chased off to the spots where the waves were spilling over. Unfortunately, the further I made headway, the further the waves seemed to get! I walked almost the entire length and got splashed just twice!
Well, after realizing my homies were outta sight, I decided to turn back. Wet with a couple of drops of the splashed water and looking skywards to see little or no hope of rain. So I slowed my walk to the typical pace of a Puneite’s walk. As I looked ahead, I saw some kids playing in the little puddles on the ground and lost in the moment, I sat down and watched them play in glee. After about ten minutes of just looking at them and smiling myself silly, I felt a drop of water on the back of my neck. And I looked behind to see a torrent of rain approaching and almost simultaneously being splashed completely by a huge wave! In the next ten minutes, it rained cats and dogs and the waves hit me with great regularity! And that’s when I realized-
“The further you get, the farther it gets…when you stop chasing it, it catches you!”
Or something along those lines! But that more or less is the wave theory--- you can’t catch a wave, the waves catch you!