This short book is a brief story about how it entered India after coming from west to east, this book is about how the narrator follows monsoon in India from historical times till today. From the first shower in the salt-heavy air of Kerala, to rain-drenched forests of Goa, to raging storms over Mussoorie.
The author gives us a mythological example from scriptures Rig Veda—Vritra war with Indra for monsoon to start in Indian continent, then along the way, we meet perfumers in Kannauj who bottle the scent of rain by, author shows how they perform that task and how they make perfume,
Then talk of Nilgiri tahr grazing in cloud gardens, herpetologists tracking glowing fungi and elusive caecilians around the shores of indian beaches, fishermen watching the sky for warnings whether to do , and artists, musicians, and writers who have given the monsoon its enduring metaphors, for their work of art in poetry , songs, cinema, books, and other digital artist works.
'The Fragrance of Rain: A Brief History of the Monsoon' by Stephen Alter is a vibrant, descriptive account of India's most important season. This slim book is a record of the monsoon's development in India from the west to the east, from its days as the Vritrasuar-Indra war in the Rig Veda to the present age. The story takes one from Kerala's salty first rains to Goa's forests and the rain's torrents in Mussoorie, and how it opened up river valleys, fed entire ecosystems, and shook empires. It's a non-fiction travelogue, and its "characters" are the people and animals that Alter gets to know. We visit Kannauj perfumers who are collecting the fragrance of the rain (mitti attar), fishermen who pick up a glimpse of the sky, and herpetologists searching for the elusive caecilians. Along with Nilgiri tahr, glowing fungi, and coiled vipers, local naturalist Kuldip Topo enliven the forest along with the artists, musicians, and writers who have immortalised the monsoon, crafting enduring metaphors through their poetry, music, cinema, literature, and digital art. The first-person narrator is very engaging and is the one who is the observer. One of the most striking features is the unifying effect of the monsoon, which brings together millions of varied lives across the subcontinent. Alter's piece is a departure from the doom and gloom articles about droughts and floods, and a nice nod to the romance of the rains. He defines the role of the monsoon in the imaginations of poets, artists, and musicians throughout history, and presents lasting cultural metaphors. The book is organised in a series of geographical vignettes, linking nature and travel writing with cultural history. Alter's approach is intimate and expansive. Rather than the weighty, epic approach of his former epics, he chooses a light, breezy, and intensely personal style. The storytelling ability of Alter is evident in his brilliance at capturing details. His descriptions can bring the reader right into the scene, as when he describes a soaking wet night walk in Goa, listening to the chirping of cricket frogs and the glow of bioluminescent fungi. Moreover, when he speaks of this immense weather phenomenon, he is always grounding it in the people who are living it. This is not an academic book but a short and evocative read. It is not a book that strives to reach the lofty heights of Alter's longer works, such as Wild Himalaya, but rather a quiet, nostalgic reminder of the season's inherent charm. This is for the person who loves rain or setting a page to music. Strongly advised for any reader who wants a brief, intimate tour of the most unique and unifying time of the year in India.
The more older I have grown, the less patience I seem to have with summer.
From May onwards, I find myself checking the weather app frequently enough, waiting for any signs of rainfall. But not because I romanticize the monsoon, no; in fact, living in Kolkata during the last days of summer makes everything feel laborious.
Stephen Alter's The Fragrance of Rain has made me realize that my own romance with the rain predates my intolerance for it.
Before there was any concern about humidity, about the heat waves and traffic congestion, about wet clothes and power cuts, the rains were something one awaited with hopeful eyes, with a book in hand, a feeling that a change had come upon us.
What makes this particular book unique, in my opinion, is the author's ability to keep bringing this theme back to people. Stephen Alter takes the reader on a journey to discover the monsoon through forests, mountains, culture, wildlife and history; all the while remaining true to his theme of people and rain. In essence, what makes this book unique is precisely that. I closed the book with the feeling that the monsoon is one of the few things that still links millions of very different lives across this country. We experience it differently, but we all wait for it.
And perhaps that is why a book about rain can feel surprisingly personal.
Equal parts meteorology, mythology, history, botany, zoology, poetry, music, and memoir, this slim volume compiles evocative glimpses of the Indian monsoon.