I missed the Chennai rains, floods and the resultant chaos as I was out of the country but not its impact. I returned couple of days back to find my migthy friend has fallen to the fury of rain. This friend Gul Mohar used to stand majestically in front of our house always ready to give but never once have I given him anything.
I used to seek out his assistance to cool my car and my heels during the hot sunny days, which in Chennai is all through the year. I used to watch Gul Mohar from my porch and he used to say hello to me with his gentle breeze and brilliant colors.
But he is no more.. He has been cut in to several pieces and will become fuel to man's hunger for energy. Gul Mohar is lying out there slowly fading away and will be emptied out in a few days. But, his place will be empty for a long time.
Gul Mohar.. I sorely miss you.. Thanks for the providing us the shade, gentle breeze and the feast for eyes. May your soul rest in peace..