Wednesday, April 13, 2005

hare-o-dynamic

Growing up in the sweltering heat of madras, one would expect its citizens to watch the weather every single day. But they dont. The vagaries of the weather are too little to be bothered about. It is cramping hot for most of the year and then, there are the monsoons for 3 months, a month of cold mornings in december (the month of "margazhi") and its back to hot and humid again. The doordarshan guys who dutifully talked about the weather after every news bulleting were frowned upon as a waste of time. But the redeeing fact was the large map which adorned the screen. It was amazing to know that I lived in a country as huge.

Fast forward 4 years and now, I desperately watch the weather every morning, afternoon, late evening and night hoping for an hour or two of good weather here and there (yes, in Illinois (the winery of the weather gods?), the weather changes from a high 90 to a low 70 with snow within 2 hours). The aerodynamics of this place is crazy. Blessed with good weather yesterday, I took a walk in the neighboring fields reminescing about the good old days when I used to walk with my friends in the farmlands around my home, exploring hill sides and taking baths in the ponds around. After an hour of walking, I came upon an empty area of grass with three hares looking jittery. One of them was immobile and the other two were watching over it from a distance away. I walk near them expecting to see a hare in the throes of childbirth but they all run away leaving behind three little hares (they are small, hairless and look like a cross between a mini seal and a rat). The little ones were very puzzled and wondered who this monster was that is looking curiously at them. It was absolutely fantastic discovering this nest!

Then, I walked some more and found a bored horse which happily accepted the grass I offered it (normal, green grass - wonder what a horse would do if I fed it the real "grass stuff"). He would eat the grass I give him and ask for more but would not let me touch him. After humoring him for a while (and after filling his stomach), he decided to humor me and let me touch his face but soon tried to bite me! Well, he was just warning me but that was enough for me to take the hint and go home. I went home, opened my browser and typed www.cnn.com/weather...

3 Comments:

Blogger Vignesh said...

A line from a Lewis Black comedy hour comes to mind:

How far gone are we as a nation, to need a 24 hour weather channel, when we can't get it right in 2 minutes in the first place !!!

Enuf said!!

1:10 AM  
Blogger littlecow said...

@dayna: i used to. now,i am your neighbor.

@a: Ruskin ought to come out from Dehradun and live in Illinois where the sunshine hesitates to appear, while waiting for the cold rain to unleash itself - just for a few seconds - to temper the masses for worse that is yet to come... then, there are just a few specks of snow - enough to cover everyone's cars and make the grass and roads wet but not sufficient to sled or throw snowballs at each other... And then, there is a strong, prolonged gust of cold wind which tries to fragment your skin by sheer persistence... let Ruskin come; i will wait. :-)

@vignesh: we have it accurate to 5 days now (except on the days when its not)... but that apart, point well taken...

5:38 PM  
Blogger littlecow said...

@a: you are right. Ruskin, Rusking, mmmm... :-)

10:05 PM  

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