So if you know me, you know how much crazy I'm for rain. So when it started raining, my thoughts started blooming. So I am writing again, First Rain. Last year the rain arrived in March only, but this year it is almost mid May. The longer the wait, the stronger the Impact.
So I'm in office, listening to my senior telling something about some useless Code (Computer Program, hope u get that), and I'm completely bored. And all of a sudden a thunder roars, and then another, they just keep on going. And I am all cheered up again, running to lift, to reach the ground floor, to reach the open space, to reach the drops from heaven, to reach the life I used to live.
And when the drops from heaven hit me, it's just bliss. I forget that I still have couple of hours to work, I forget that the Saturday isn't off this weekend, I forget that there is a pile of tasks to be done once I get home, I just forget. I become invincible to all worries in the world, as this shower is cleaning them away. I keep looking at the dance of lightning, it's refreshing, to see something which men can't control.
So while writing this stuff, I'm glad that I could have a cup of tea in rain. I'm glad to have few friends to share this craze for rain. I'm glad to have a bike for a classic rain ride, and most importantly I'm glad that I'm still the same guy who cherish such small things in life, what else do u need right?
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