“Some memories return with the rain”
A Breath of Asar
With the arrival of the paddy season, I am starting to see farmers returning to the muddy fields and singing the Jhyaure Songs of Asadh as the evening sun slowly sets behind them. After days of continuous rainfall, the usual haze is disappearing from the nearby landscapes.
The sky looks clearer, distant hills are visible, and the air feels unusually light.
This reminded me how rarely we think about the clear sky until it disappears behind the haze again. We talk so much about polluted air that we often forget to notice what clean air feels like when it returns.
Perhaps that is why days like this pass by so quietly.
Standing beside the paddy fields this evening, for a brief moment the clean air felt the way I remembered it from childhood.
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