walk in the rain

It was very hot and the land looked quite dry. Not a green leaf at sight and the searing wind blew sand and dust everywhere. It’s been a long time since the last rain. I was walking, with an umbrella as my shield against the scorching sun. The sun doesn’t mind though and vents out its anger, god knows against whom and why!

All of a sudden, as if through some divine intervention, few drops of rain fell. The sand gave its aroma in relief. All its life and vigor that had been in hiding, comes out with this scent. What a fragrance. Not even the prettiest or most colourful flower can boost of one. I closed my eyes and took few deep breaths. The scent brings with it a sense of joy, freshness and optimism. Hope of better days ahead.

When I opened my eyes, I saw some people running around for shelter, some had their umbrellas open, and people at home started closing their windows. Why are people scared of rain, especially when it has come after such a long time?! Funny! Unabated, I continued walking.

The rain slowly gathered momentum and became heavy. And I was still walking, basking it its glory. To top it, on the way home, I got an ice-cream as well! The vendor gave a stare which at best would have meant, “Are you crazy?” I chuckled and continued my walk.

Upon reaching room, my roomie, seeing myself fully drenched, unopened umbrella in one hand and an ice-cream in the other, started shaking his head and gave a stare, same as that of the vendor. I just said, “It was fun”. Indeed it was. But I wished I had walked holding her hand, instead of the stupid umbrella!