Watching rain is always so much mesmerizing. It takes you far down the memory lane.It was raining whole day today here in west hartford. I had to cancel my hiking plan and decided to stay at home. I had my breakfast. I prepared a nice hot tea and sat near the window gazing at the droplets on the clear window glass. My eye were constantly changing the focus from glass to street. There were some enthusiastic athletes running in the rain just to make sure they don't miss there workout due to rain. There were some young girl walking there dogs on the street. One lady with umbrella waiting for the bus on the bus stop. This was paradoxical to the any other rainy day. People were out doing their chores.
One of the prime thing about rain which I was missing while seating in the window was the petrichor. It always takes me down to the memory lane of my childhood. It was scent of earth after the first droplets of rain. We use to sing in the rain local rain songs. While we were dancing and singing in rain, we use to ran back to home after hearing shout from mother or grandma. Many household at that time use to have garden in front of their houses and owner use to sprinkle water in the evening generating smell similar to petrichor.
We use to discuss among ourself above creating a perfume similar to petrichor.
Now the gardens are gone in the hometown and we are always in the office when its rain.
Only thing we can do is to keep seeking the opportunity to go out again to relish the petrichor.