Fridays are the laziest working days.
Because we’ll be all ready to jump into the weekend.
But unfortunately, last Friday has been a really hectic day for me. The whole office seemed to be waiting for the clock to strike 8 o’ clock and so did I. And then we suddenly hear the loud sounds of breeze and rain. Panic! Because rains in Hyderabad immediately connect to Traffic, huge traffic! As expected, our daily office cabs have been delayed and we had to start half an hour late than usual.
Tired of the day’s work, I decided to rest in the cab along my way back home. But, not more than 10 minutes could I close my eyes. Because how can one ignore, when it rains glitters; when the raindrops hitting the car window try to tell you something and when you find the roads lit up with yellow-red lights of the vehicles.
I just couldn’t stop myself from freezing these moments and the rain drops were hitting the car so hard, yet making a soothing sound. And yes, the traffic didn’t matter at all (laughs)! Indeed, it helped me capture these relieving moments.
But no! I did get to capture some more beautiful glittery shots when we reached half way and found there was very less traffic. The driver then didn’t stop at all and drove fast as it was drizzling and he was relieved to find a peaceful road. I was amazed to see how the water droplets resting on the window, were making magical patterns of light.
We reached at a signal and were waiting for the lights to change green. All the cars have halted, but we know the bikers don’t!
I still kept staring through the window and suddenly caught this man rushing in between the vehicles.
This picture instantly gave me an artistic feel. When it’s raining really heavy (though it wasn’t raining heavy when I shot this picture), and also the vehicles might move slowly, but we won’t be able to see them clearly and it gives a sort of diffused vision.
Like, when we paint water colours, the paint diffuses on the canvas. Similarly, these sharp objects look diffused because of the rain droplets resting on the window.
Finally, the rain had stopped. But still the rain drops have not left our journey. They seem to be so calm and peaceful now.
We’ve reached our last signal, which usually is the busiest junction. Surprisingly, we’ve found it empty and clear. Two minutes later, there was a convoy passing through the junction, for which the roads have been cleared (silly laugh). And then all the vehicles followed their routes and I reached my home.