Rains were strong and heavy wind would bring rainwater inside the balcony making its wooden floor wet. Water and wood ideally should be kept separate for the latter's longevity. Backpackers were ready to help us in protecting the house. Few of them planned to put a curtain of the waterproof carpal sheet at the edge of the balcony. Houses in the mountain were built with slate roofs to combat heavy rainfall which would give it a sloping structure making the centre part tallest. Our friends were not able to touch the higher slope of the roof to tie tarpal sheet. So they made a human pyramid to reach their goal. That reminded me of Janmashtami, the festival of Lord Krishna's birthday where a human pyramid would be made to reach and break the earthen pot hanging in the middle, high up in the air with a rope tied in two different directions.
The plan of buying a car for travelling business was fading away with each day passed. I guess that was a momentary excitement and not a genuine desire. The exhausting life of a taxi driver wasn't considered by me initially. Not all rides could bring happiness and I do not want to be a slave of the passengers who will dictate my work. I enjoyed travelling when I felt like to and not when others would demand. A taxi driver has no choice but to drive. I didn't want to ruin my love for driving. Converting everything we like to do into a profession wouldn't be a wise idea. I settled peacefully after dodging the decision to buy a taxi. My manager from the days when I was working with an IT company once had told me, 'Never take decisions when you are very angry or very happy.' He was right as the emotions clouding our mind would often impair our vision to choose a direction.
Monsoon had covered the entire region with its full power. Nighttime in Salli during rains was the most memorable experience of my life. One could see the mind-blowing light show in the sky when mighty clouds would come crashing onto each other. One night I, Madhu and Noa were outside watching the dance of lightning. Usually, the sound follows the lightning. But that night there was no thunder, only a magical show of firebolt. I felt like someone was clicking our photos from the sky with flash on. Salli had truly mesmerized my life with experiences beyond words. I was out of the rat race for money and status. When you stop running behind things they come to you peacefully and easily. It sounded illogical but my experience confirmed it.
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