Monsoon Symphony

The continuous pitter patter of rain on the windows, on the deck, and on the leaves, when you open the front door to grab the mail from the mail box, makes me so nostalgic for another time, and another place.

Under the densely green trees along the street
turn the engine off, and let the car sit idle.
Raise the windows up, and close your eyes
and now hear the rhythm of the falling rain
on the roof of the car.

Wind, like drenched bodies, skids
off the branches,
your fingers tap, to the water’s song
slipping and sliding along the windshield;

Some letters, some haunting lines from the past
come to mind
in this Monsoon Symphony!

© ZSA June 26 2015.

For almost an hour and half last night, we were left without any power in the house. I got the candles out, and set them in different bowls and containers that Sandra (Bianchi Street) had sent me. While it looked good, I realized how bored I was. I couldn’t do anything. Read, write, watch a show, or talk on the phone. (yes, the phones were dead too.) Then I remembered the times when we didn’t have electricity at home, in the early and mid forties. The domestic help would go around lighting all the various lamps and chandeliers, and there would be such brilliance of light. We did our reading and writing and playing and talking, and being a family together. How different those days were. How far I have come from there, and how helpless I feel when power goes off for a small period of time!

Have a great weekend my friends.

About Zakiah

I write poetry and some fiction, have a book that was published in 2012. . . Stray Thoughts/Winged Words. I have four grandchildren, ages 16 and half to almost 16 months. I love the ocean, and grew up along the Indian Ocean in South India. I am a retired physician. Don't know much else to say. Thanks for reading. That has been my profile for so many years. My daughter Saadia a great poet and story teller, has two sons; the oldest grandson is now 21 years old, doing architectural engineering at Missouri S&T in Rolla MO. His younger brother is almost 16 and taking driving lessons seriously and is in High School. The other two grandsons, children of my son Sayeed, are 9 and 5. I have recently published another book titled Gulistan, A home of Flowers. It has stories and memories of my childhood and of a distant land which I still consider as my HOME., even though I have lived here in the US for more than fifty years. Hope to see you on my blog.
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36 Responses to Monsoon Symphony

  1. slmret says:

    This is a lovely memory poem, Zakiah! There are seldom times when we lose power where I live — most of the lines are underground, and if we do lose power it’s usually a large section of the grid — once when there was a brushfire inland from San Onofre Nuclear Power plant they turned off the power for several hours, and I think there may have been one other time while I’ve lived here! I’m glad you had candles and Sandra’s lovely holders, but I can relate to your boredom!. It’s hard to imagine a time when there was no electricity, though!

    • Zakiah says:

      Thank you Janet. Rain and thunder always elicit some hidden emotions that come to surface.
      Sandra has been so gracious about sending me her art work. I treasure them. I have her things all over the house. Fortunately we haven’t had rain or storms for the last three days. Our sump pump is happy me thinks.

  2. mrswrangler says:

    Your poem makes me want rain. Sounds so peaceful.

  3. OOH! I love your poem about how the rain falling on different surfaces sounds like a music/symphony! I always think about that, especially when the thunder is joining in! 🙂
    Oh! Glad you got rain! But, sorry to hear you were without power! That does put a damper on anything that needs electricity!
    At times like that…I light candles and get people to sit down and talk or tell stories. Or I go outside and watch the rain and lightening from my porch.
    HUGS!!! and Happy Whee-kend! 🙂

    • Zakiah says:

      Thanks for the sweet comment dear Carolyn. Rain, thunder, lightning, they all remind me of home. We don’t usually lose power. It happens very rarely. And when it does, the power comes back within minutes. This time it took a much longer time. A few years ago, we had MAJOR storms and the city lost power for three days. I had fifteen bags of food (meats and other items) from the freezer that I had to take to the dump. I am always afraid of such events.

  4. sistermae says:

    Miss Zee what a awesome poem. We lost our power and I really was glad I had my netbook so I could read The only thing I really hated was it was so quiet in the house I don’t do quiet well

  5. marica0701 says:

    There has been a lot of rain in my area of NE Ohio. Lots of potential flooding, but thankfully none closely around where I live.

    Hope your power comes back soon!

    • Zakiah says:

      Hi Marica, I know there has been a massive flooding all over the Midwest and the East coast. Glad you didn’t have that problem. Love and hugs to you.

  6. Nostalgy of your birth place where monsoon is the breath and rhythmes of the years
    LOVE ❤

    • Zakiah says:

      Dear Michel,
      Thank you for this neat and loving comment. Like I have said always, rains, thunder, oceans, all remind me of home. That is just in my heart and in my soul.
      I am so glad you liked my poem. Hope you and your beautiful family are doing well. Have a great weekend.
      Love, ❤

  7. sunsetdragon says:

    You describe the symphony of the storm and it’s soothing music so well.
    I remember when the power went out and my children and I would gather their stuffed animals and make tents with blankets over chairs and tables, and be in the jungle til the electric came back on.
    Like you said we have all come so far from those days.
    Now I turn on the electric lanterns and grab the nintendo ds with the battery that stays charged for days and the charged pop rocks to keep my cell phone charged, and I am good for the night.
    I miss the closeness of the days when my children were little and we would tell stories to each other for hours under the blanket tents.

    • Zakiah says:

      What are the electric lanterns, Ruth? They sound like the Petromax lanterns we used to have at home. When the house was full of children and relatives, that’s what we used to do also. But now, when you are alone at home, it is a little weird in the dark.
      You guys had no rainy season it seems. The drought is extending all the way up there with the fires and all. Hope you all get some well deserved rain soon.

      • sunsetdragon says:

        The electric lanterns are actually battery operated lanterns that we use when the electric is out. They have rechargeable batteries.

  8. Wish it would rain like that here!

  9. theinfiniterally says:

    Wow, it took a little sleuthing (do I sound proud of myself?) but I found you! And such beautiful sentiments! (WordPress does not like to recognize my current site, untemperedtongue, leaving comments instead under an abandoned username, infiniterally, so if you would like to follow me back, visit here:, please.)

    • Zakiah says:

      Not able to connect to your site Mark. I tried the untempered…. but I was shown a page from Bing. I shall keep trying.

    • Zakiah says:

      Hi Mark. I hope you noticed that I was able to get to your site. Thank you for coming by and commenting here. Hope you won’t have too much trouble with WP.

      • theinfiniterally says:

        Hi, Zakiah! I’m glad you were able to get in. Did I miss a comment? I don’t get a lot of traffic, possibly due to the quirky way my WordPress works, but that is okay! I have written some very, very personal things here, so I don’t advertise too much about this site. (I don’t link to Facebook from here, you may have noticed.) I hope to see more of your beautiful writing now that I’ve rediscovered you.

  10. LOVE the poem. We keep candles for when lights go out so I can at least read 😉

  11. How are you feeling, SweetZ!? I hope and pray you are feeling better by now.
    HUGS!!! 🙂

  12. What about you, Zakiah ?
    Love ❤

    • Zakiah says:

      Dear Michel, I have started feeling good. Went for a 3.5 mile walk yesterday with my friend Peg. Have started fasting also in this holy month of Ramadan. Not every day, but as much as I can. Thank you for your caring thoughts and words.

  13. RYC : about corned beef it is bot only food but there is also a load of memories . I agree with you

  14. rudyhou says:

    beautiful. sounds melancholy yet dreamy. nature has that power. it is calming to some, while frightening others. to me, the sound of a monsoon is calming.

    • Zakiah says:

      Me too. I love the sound of the rain on the broad leaves of some trees, on the deck, and just about everywhere. Love the thunder too. Hope you are doing well Rudy.

      • rudyhou says:

        yes, i am now. thanks for asking. 2 weeks after my return from my aussie trip, i got sick. coughs and flu for 2 weeks. my blogging got delayed. too busy resting, while still going to work daily. this week i’m back to normal and plan to blog again.

    • Zakiah says:

      I know how rough it can get when you are not feeling good, especially after a trip. I just returned from India, where I had gone for my grand niece’s wedding. Got sick there and had to cut my trip short. I have started posting about the wedding and the celebrations, both on xanga and on wordpress. When you have time, perhaps you can visit me there?

      • rudyhou says:

        certainly, zakiah. i shall start reading my blog subscription again on wordpress. i’ve been neglecting wordpress for too long.

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