I woke up to the drizzling sound
of the rain. I pulled aside the window curtains and looked outside through my
squinted eyes. The glass panes of the windows were moist enough for me to draw
a smiley face on it. :)
I leant on the sill, the cool
moist air pleasant on my face after a long time under the blankets. I opened
the windows to see my pots of little white flowers dropping water pearls.
The air smelled fresh. The smell
of the fresh rain, the wet mud, the sight of water droplets dripping from huge
trees and plants, everything seemed to be welcoming me to a beautiful season
after a long scorching summer. I could hear someone complaining from the living
room that it is going to be a gloomy day and how difficult it is going to be
for some of the outdoor activities.
But, I felt good, in fact, really
good. The smell of the newly fallen rain, the reflection of the sunshine on the
water pearls dripping from flowers and trees all felt good, in way inspiring
and evoked sense nostalgia. They took me back to my teen years when life was
fresh, joyful and colourful on days like this.
All those days of finding ways to
play in the puddles, wading through the watery country roads and lanes with no
umbrella. Everything was so nice, sweet, romantic and innocent. How I wish I
could go back to those times when rain was something to be enjoyed to the
maximum.
Rainy school mornings were
awesome with the expectation of knowing that we would get to enjoy the
incomparable pleasure of puddle jumping and getting our uniform skirts and
socks mucky by the water splashes from the vehicles rushing through the slushy
roads.
I felt good, having enjoyed those good old rainy days to the best of my ability, although I could never have known back then that those moments would be cherished forever
There is no need to search for reasons to be happy. Keep it simple. Smile when it is raining. I love people who smile when it is raining. Do you smile when it rains? :)
Love everyone!
Keep smiling ! :)
