Doused in the damp atmosphere

As the Fengal cyclone struck chennai with heavy downpour, students overjoyed over a day off from their monotonous school schedules. Sitting in my hall looking out of the rather big window, I felt rather damp and depressed in the cold weather, as much as I enjoy the rain because to me it appears rather calming inspite of the fast blowing winds that could even blow a roof off if let be, I was left in a dilemma of what to do? Day offs in such a weather are far from the hyper productivity mode of mine its more like sleeping and day dreaming and getting nothing out of it.

Hence, I sat there scrolling through my instagram for hours and hours, absolutely nothing productive achieved in the last 5 hours since I woke up. Now I had wanted to cook for quite a while, and so I thought, here emphasis on the "thought' ill make a cheese cake with a biscoff crumb base all I didnt have was cream cheese, so I thought ill go get it but again I didnt even make an effort to move and sat in the same place for the next 2 hours. I got up finally around 3pm and told myself "thats enough, lets get some work done", now I do have a lot of work which is a given being a 20 year old who is yet to get her degree, so I got into the shower with the thought that I should feel fresh before starting anything. About 10 minutes later I was out of the shower, took my books and went out to sit, I was already lying on the couch with my phone, scrolling aimelessly through reels AGAIN! This went on till around 7 where I did try to alternate the scrolling with book reading that lasted a page. At 7 my mom asked the most difficult question "What do I make for dinner" nobody had an answer... as usual, so she said "you wanted to go for a walk didnt you? you were going on about it all morning, go and get some wraps for dinner". I got up right away, no idea where I got the energy or enthusiasm from, but within the next 5 mintues I was down with my friend walking through the not so submerged alleys, I didnt feel so depressed now, rather the thought of why I didnt do this earlier came into my mind, I shook it off. We were walking, me being careful enough so I dont step into the water, while my friend walking right through the water being ankle deep in the water, she called out telling me to join her, I refused and turned to look ahead, the next moment I could feel a splash of water on back, you might have guessed it, it was her, she kicked through the water,I turned towards her and another splash now hit my hair. Now two grown adults stood in the middle of the lane splashing water at each other, the watchman of the house on that very lane looked at us and started laughing, and weirdly that felt good. We after all the splashing finally reached the cart that sold wraps and bought 3 and left to walk around the area. We went through through the alleys clicking pictures, almost stepping into dung, coming across a cockroach, looking at the warmly lit cafes, planning dates with not a single penny in our pockets, we reach back into the very lane we splashed water on each other. This time though, we walked holding hands splashing water randomly, as my friend said "its always fun when we hangout" I couldnt agree more, it was infact always fun it was never boring. We walked passing through the same watchman who had laughed at out childishness and my friend said "People must think we are crazy" to which we both laughed and I said "Well its easy to be crazy with you" to which she added "Yes, it is more natural ". At that moment I thought and said "Maybe all those who laugh at our craziness, are just enjoying looking probably because they cant do it, or maybe because it is hard to find this sort of craziness that lets you be yourself and have all the fun in most unexpected ways". Those alleys did something to me, it let me enjoy in the most unexpected way on a rather depressing day.