I love getting drenched in rain, when I’m on the terrace with minimal clothing and loads of time. But not while driving. This week has been terrible so far, and I’ve been getting drenched almost every single day either while coming to work in the morning or going home late at night.

The worst part of getting drenched while driving is those irritating little pockets of water that accumulate in my underwear, making me squirm. I think I’ve told this before, though I’m not sure. A genetic disability has forced me to wear glasses and a lack of common sense has forced me to use a helmet whose loose visor is completely scratched. When its raining, I can’t keep the visor up because it keeps slipping shut, and if I keep it shut, I can’t see anything in front of me, and if it’s open even for a few seconds, my glasses get drenched and fog up and I can’t see anything in front of me! πŸ˜€

I sometimes resort to a few stone-age tactics like a piece of rubberband holding the visor up or a piece of paper to keep it in place, half-open, but all these tactics fail miserably when it rains. Once the rubberband snapped and flew off into the crowd and I didn’t dare look back when someone screamed in pain and anger. πŸ˜€

Today, my run of misfortunes took a completely new turn, and I am sure I could hear God clutching his belly and laughing hard at me. I had to go to the ATM to draw some money at around 11 in the morning, and it had just stopped raining. It had been a pretty heavy downpour and as soon as it stopped and the sun peeped out, I took out my bike and rode down the road to the ATM. It’s a three-minute drive from my office to the ATM, and I reached there, stood in line behind a woman carrying a wailing baby and in front of a belching, obese guy. When it was my turn to use the machine, I thanked God for small favors and completed my transaction.

As I came out and started the bike, the sky immediately became overcast and as soon as I had moved three feet, the skies opened up and the rain came down in all its fury, drenching me completely. I drove as fast as I could and reached the office three minutes later, dripping wet and as soon as I parked my bike, the rain stopped as suddenly as it had started.

I look up at the sky at times like these and ask God, “Why me?” πŸ˜€

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Published by Nikhil

Nikhil Kumar lives in Bangalore with his wife and their stuffed dog. They are both advertising professionals and lead very exciting lives on the streets, dodging traffic. Their fridge is filled with cans of Diet Coke and their water heater doesn't work. He doesn't smoke (up) anymore.

37 thoughts on “Drenched!

  1. You, because u r his favorite child πŸ™‚ and why do u forget you are his personal comedy show & he has an all purpose remote for u (n people like me) πŸ˜€

    But seriously glasses are a major problem during rains, I to chuck off my scooty during rains. But God being God creates other hindrances. Today I took a lift and the A/C was at full blow and when I stepped out off the car I was literally blind for few seconds as there my glasses had a thick layer of fog or whatever u will call that and I, laden with three bags & an umbrella was trying to suqint here n there…imagine what a scene I was making πŸ˜€

    BTW lol at ur attempts to hold on to the visor πŸ˜€

    Try piercing a hole at its both ends and then put a string in it, pull it back and tie the string around your kneck πŸ˜€ but knowing you, you might end up choking yourself πŸ˜€

  2. oh god.. why Nikhil again ? !! ( okay, I have started asking it .. lil help for ya )

    // I love getting drenched in rain, But not while driving. // > same here

  3. i hate getting drenched in rain. i hate when my underwear getting wet. by the way you make me laugh by this posting.. ha ha ha..
    please visit my blog, thanks a lot Nikill πŸ™‚

  4. yup! u have told this before. The pockets of water and specs thing. bUT i’ll sympathise again. Dont u wear rain coat btw? Guys’ raincoats are lot better than girls in keeping dry.I keep a small handkerchief in pocket which i use to wipe my specs while driving in rain. As for the visor problem stop being such a miser and buy a new helmet. Lastly never ever forget u r God’s yo-yo πŸ™‚

  5. LOL…bet this was fun! Capture your expression next time on cam and post that too, so even I can have a more hearty laugh πŸ™‚

  6. @ S
    Hahahaha!! I can imagine you squinting through foggy glasses! Happened to me many a time! πŸ˜€
    And you should know better than to give me such suicidal ideas! πŸ˜€

    Hehehe! Thanks for the support! πŸ˜›

    @Woody Green
    Welcome to MirrorCracked! πŸ˜€
    Glad you could have a laugh! Sure, I’ll visit your blog! πŸ™‚

    @Quirky Indian
    Sure thing, buddy! Will keep you updated on his responses! Tell me what you asked him so that I can ask him on your behalf! πŸ˜€

    Hehehe! Yeah, I think so too! πŸ˜€

    Hahaha! Raincoat! Why didn’t I think of that?? And no, new helmet is too expensive! πŸ˜€

    I will try to do it, though it might take a little more acrobatics and result in a lot more disastrous posts! πŸ˜€

  7. We all got drenched in the rain at school today!! And played basket ball too!! Yohoooooooo!!

    Sometimes its good that its you.

  8. did u pee on anyone before…? maybe some frog or an ant would have cursed u to be wet whenever possible! and since you dont sleep under an elephant, no one else except for the clouds can do such a thing! :mrgreen:
    btw, its been superb for me getting drenched. my only concern is my watch which, again, gets fogged from inside! i am praying that it rains when i’m in the swimming pool in the mornings between 8-9… πŸ˜€

  9. @Priya
    Hahaha! I don’t mind playing basketball in the rain! It’s fun! πŸ˜€
    Yeah, I know… Sometimes its good that its me… Sigh.. 😦

    Hehehe… Without my knowledge, a frog cursed me one day… It actually said that I would have a rain of kisses from a beautiful chick, but unfortunately, the last part was lost in translation.. so, i just have rain now! πŸ˜€

  10. thats awesome timing though!!! What happened to the notes? Is that all wet too???? How could they have escaped anyway?

    Have you seen those ads by God? One says, “Carry an umbrella. I may decide to water the plants today – God” .. πŸ˜€

  11. God speaking : Why you? I have no answer. This is what I do to have a hearty laugh! But my efforts are not to trouble you. There are people on the streets who dont have a shelter and who gets drenched any time it pours. Why dont you buy a new helmet. You could also fit in a new visor for your helmet. Theres always a thing called raincoat which you humans made; why dont you carry it on a daily basis. You are too lazy my boy!!! πŸ˜€
    But why you of all people?? hmm….

  12. God seems to have mixed up bengaluru and mumbai this monsoon. Had to happen with all these name changing and stuff. But dont worry they have realised their mistakes and its been raining heavily so things should get better there πŸ™‚

  13. hahaha, looks like God not just likes you, but LOVESSSS u… hehehe..

    I totally agree with you about the glasses n rain part.. infact that was what made me switch to lenses, but even now at times i jus go out in glasses.. lazy i guess!!!

    πŸ˜€ can so totally imagine u trying to get that visor to stay!hehehe.. why not jus change the helmet????? πŸ˜‰
    or start asking someone to tag along for the ride.. that way u can get em to hold an umbrellla!!! πŸ˜›

  14. @Aparna
    The notes were in my wallet, in my pant’s back pockets, nestled snugly under my butt while I was driving… Not enough time for them to get drenched.. πŸ˜€
    Yeah, I’ve seen those ads, and in my line of work, I don’t believe in Ads! πŸ˜€

    @Vimal (..er..er.. I mean God)
    God! Aha! Finally you decide to speak up! We need to talk! I don’t like your diplomatic answers! Face me like a man.. er.. god…er.. thing! πŸ˜€

    Hmmm, say that is an idea! πŸ˜€
    Bangalore became Bengaluru and Bombay became Mumbai… So, god gets confused and waters the plants in the wrong place! πŸ˜€

    Hehehehe! πŸ˜€
    I don’t wanna buy a new one just now! It’s too costly!
    Um, why are there 3 ‘A’ s in your name? πŸ˜€

  15. Oh!!! The underwear again!!! Yes, you have told that before. 😐
    And please buy a new helmet if you can’t buy a new car. πŸ˜›
    With me its the opposite. The weather may be very good when I am indoors but as soon as I move out, the Sun is shining with all its might. 😦

  16. @ Nikhil

    Everytime I hear “why me” I am reminded of Suzanna, a song by Art Company. Not relevant here so I should mention the first thing that came to my mind on reading this post – Kajol singing in the rain in DDLJ, which I saw in Bangalore actually when I used to live there. Hmm. πŸ™‚

  17. I think you should remind God that you do shower every day, there is no need for Him to spend his time ensuring that you bathe πŸ˜‰

    Unless the first part of my sentence is not true, in which case I completely understand why this happens πŸ˜›

  18. you forget that you are His “yo0yo” πŸ™‚ πŸ˜› πŸ™‚

    hey why don’t yu get a viper for he glasses πŸ˜› πŸ˜› similar to the one that is been worn by a student in “mein hun na”…. πŸ˜›

  19. @Amit
    Hehehe! Car is not needed on Bangalore roads man! I’ll buy a sexy new bike and use stronger rubberband for the helmet! πŸ˜€

    haha! Yes, I’ve heard Suzanna, it was being played yesterday on the radio… And DDLJ, huh? Damn, long time since I’ve heard of that.. πŸ˜€

    Your argument would be true on weekends, not on weekdays! πŸ˜€

    Ah! Just what I was thinking! πŸ˜‰

    Knowing me, I’d probably swallow those vipers and choke to death again.. Why are you giving me such ideas? πŸ˜€

    Hmmm… Maybe… I shall ponder over it! πŸ˜€

  20. Hey!!! I too love getting drenched in the rain, but certainly worried abt my dress, cos i need to wash them n iron! otherwise i love!.. Nikhil it happens to me too, when i start to my hostel, it starts pouring heavily, somehow i don curse, get drenched n manage to get to the class, n then it stops, some wise unlike me prefer to wait n get back undrenched, the same i ask, WHY ME Varuna!!!!

  21. Choke… you said choke? I think the CPR has stuck into your head!! πŸ˜› πŸ˜› and why, on earth, a grown man eat his own specs? (only if you eat you will choke on the vipers attached to it, isn’ it πŸ˜› πŸ˜› )

  22. you must have said i loove rain too often! πŸ˜‰

    isnt it the most irritating when you get drenched WHILE going to work! i dont mind on my way back so much!

    which reminds me i need to change the helmet visor too! cracked amd scratched. and when you are riding back in dark its even worse! with brighter than sun brake lights that make you see red in every droplet on your visor!!

    why am i ranting here?!

    enjoy maadi!



  23. now, what color will you turn into if a rain of kisses splashed you…? i think u’ll feel like God’s yo-yo again! only thing, it’ll be an over damped oscillation and God himself would lose control! πŸ˜€

  24. HAHAHa!
    i just love to go on bike in Rain πŸ™‚
    bt the prob is my father blocks rain from hitting me *sigh* .I donno to ride 😦

  25. I love rain too .. πŸ˜›
    oh boy…
    why you ???
    who would give us such blog posts if it was not u ..

    water accumulating in ur underwhere
    ??? ROFL πŸ˜›

  26. @Nik – The best lines:

    //When its raining, I can’t keep the visor up because it keeps slipping shut, and if I keep it shut, I can’t see anything in front of me, and if it’s open even for a few seconds, my glasses get drenched and fog up and I can’t see anything in front of me!

    I sometimes resort to a few stone-age tactics like a piece of rubberband holding the visor up or a piece of paper to keep it in place, half-open, but all these tactics fail miserably when it rains. Once the rubberband snapped and flew off into the crowd and I didn’t dare look back when someone screamed in pain and anger.

    You are super funny!! Damn! I was laughing the hell out in my office and people gave me weird stares. The sweet girl across gave a sweet smile too. I tried laughing again and she gave me a irritated look. That’s when I asked “Why me?”

    πŸ˜€ πŸ˜›

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