Thanks Mr/Ms Uncivilized

Today 5.30 in the evening.

I took a mattress, Angels n Demons by Dan Brown, a bottle of water and my cell phone and went to my favorite place, the terrace. The sky was orange with a huge tendency towards bluish light grey. There was the chirruping noise of small kids playing in the gully 3 floors below. I spread the mattress just close to the side walls, so that I could lean against the wall, just beside the two potted plants, green and clean.

I made myself comfortable and then went to my Music Player list on my mobile n pressed on   " Tum jo mil gaye ho" from Hanste Jakhm. While the melody cascaded I started turning the pages of  "A n D" ; was thinking whether to go for it a second time or not. First time I had read it, I could not put it down for anything.

The melody shifted to " Doob Jana Re" from " Main Meri Patni aur Woh", yes the comedy.

I decided to go for the book. I started diving deeper in the pool of engrossment, but was not completely drowned as I could still notice the song switch to " Roshni se Bhare Bhare" (Asoka) and then to
"Naina Barse" (Woh Kaun Thi) after that I couldn't keep track of the songs. This implies I was now completely engrossed in the book. Was still thinking about the origin of the word Assassin, was getting impressed by Dan Brown's research and knowledge and how could one reach that state of knowledge where one can think about writing such a book and claim it as factual. What authority....! I was impressed and fascinated.

Just then I was shaken out of it. A few drops of water were followed by a completely black creature, wet in patches and fluffy in patches, jumping overhead to the nearby Syntax water tank, most probably from the terrace of the house right behind our terrace. The houses have their backyards towards each other. So the terraces were close enough for the creature who jumped with great swiftness but a silence that surpassed the swiftness. It was a big black cat. But before I realised fully and could recollect that the name is cat another splash came in; though missed me by inches. I wasn't drenched but only a few drops on my face and hand. I gathered perhaps someone had decided to teach the cat a lesson with a bucket full of water or two. Whatever the case, the person had no business going on splashing other people's terraces like that, without caring to find out if someone was sitting there or not. What uncivilized behaviour. I decided to protest and said aloud. " Pani kisne fenka?" (Who threw the water?). But was answered by silence, perhaps the person had vanished, as I would have done had I been in his or her place.

I frowned as I could not lecture him about civic sense and to take care next time before embarking on " Bathe the neighbourhood cats project". But could not.

But suddenly I felt I could not help feeling elated and happy instead of feeling bitter. What was it?
I was feeling fresh and rejuvenated suddenly. I looked around and felt the surrounding had changed. The air was filled with my favorite scent, that of wet earth, and my face was having that minty cool feeling due to the drops. The water directed at the cat had actually fallen on the plant pots and the dry terrace giving up the scent of earth. It just completed my dream ambiance; evening, sunset, book, music, scent of earth, cool air and all of it on a terrace. Loved it. Absolutely loved it.

Instead of being furious now I want to thank Mr/Ms Uncivilized. And also Mr. Cat, calmly licking away itself, who can very well be called Mr Cool Attitude too :). Both did not care to find out if other creatures also inhabit their earth. Still thanks for making my Evening.

Note:
We can be so weird at times. But if this is weird, I wish I get a million more such occasions to be weird.
It is not fiction. It happened today a few hours back. I came down had a cup of tea, no I don't like tea but had to have biscuits and I like them with tea, and could not help writing it. I find it silly now. But I am still posting it as this is me and this is "My Diary".