The monsoons are torrential rains that occur every July and August in my part of the world. I guess you could call this a “torrential” time of the year for us. It can rain very heavily and sometimes without interruption for days on end.
As you can imagine, this has some undesired consequences. Rivers flood adjoining areas, sometimes inundating whole villages and forcing people to evacuate.
In underprivileged urban districts, it is very common for roofs to leak and dilapidated buildings sometimes collapse. Roads can turn into canals so that many cities resemble Venice after a particularly heavy monsoon.
I am afraid that I have painted a bleak picture of the monsoons. Despite the attendant difficulties, this is one of my favourite times of the year. Watching the rain is a wonderful pastime. The cascades of water falling relentlessly have a mesmerising effect.
While it rains the humidity of the season usually abates and makes the air cool. It is customary to make traditional fried goodies and enjoy them with tea while the pleasant weather holds.
Children have a whale of a time making paper boats and setting them afloat in the impromptu canals that form everywhere. I remember doing this together with my brother and then later with my children.
I guess it is true of every situation that there is something good or bad about it. It depends on you, how you interpret it
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