Have you ever ridden through the rainbows?

Have you ever ridden through the rainbows? I have.

We were young and very much in love. I was wearing a traditional churidar suit- pastel green shirt and a baby pink churidar. He was wearing a checked shirt in maroon and purple with a pair of blue trousers. The bike that carried us on the road was a fiery red.

We were returning from the Delhi University when the drizzle began. The tiny drops fell on us and stung as if a thousand scorpions were awash in the rain. There was a strange mix of heady sting in the touch of the falling drops. The sun had yet to be completely drowned by the clouds. The ring road was washed a dark shade of all absorbing black by the rain water.The smell of the suddenly drenched and wet soil was intoxicating.

Several people had stopped under the fly-over to be safe and dry.

We, however, wanted the rain to wash all over us. Enjoying the cool breeze and the drizzle steadily becoming heavier into a downpour was giving us a definite high. We were both smiling into the sky... speaking... listening... soaking up the clean atmosphere.

Then, we simultaneously saw the rainbow. The seven colours were stretched across the sky reaching like a bridge across the road from here to eternity.It was asurreal scene. The light was just bright enough for the raionbow to form and yet dull enough to give a shaded grey look to the road and the people on it.The people, then simply disappeared. They were not a part of our consciousness. It was as if we were in a movie and the camera had lost all depth of focus while zooming in on the two of us on the red bike.

The banking road seemed to invite us to ride right right through the rainbow and into eternity. Was it just an optical illusion? Just some mirage that would disappear as soon as we approached it or was it a magical moment that would make us experience the divine?

When two people are in love- EVERYTHING takes on magical powers. We slowed down going through the rainbow- a perfect arch of beautiful colours. It did not disappear. The thrill gave us fresh shivers. A strange electricity ran up our spines and engulfed us both as well as the bike in magic.

It was a picture perfect moment but could not be caught on film.

Life throws up experiences that force us to slow down and think of the NOW. These moments are fleeting in nature and will simply disappear lest we hold them in our hands and consciously experience eternity through them.

Yes... I have ridden through a rainbow.

Yes... the rainbows are an expression of divinity in the mundane.

And... Yes... I AM a diehard romantic who still loves to look for rainbows- simply to ride through them!