When I was a kid, rain evoked only one emotion.
Happiness.
A waterfall outside the window. A temporary lake around the house. The possibility of a new raincoat. The freedom of wearing slippers instead of shoes to school. The frequent power shortage and holidays.
The weekend that passed also happened to be a rainy one. Today morning, I took stock of the emotions I had experienced.
Sadness. Love. Pain. Breakdown. Hope.
A lonely, wet road. A fallen tree entangled in the wires of a transformer. The dry clothes on a terrace getting beaten up by rain repeatedly. The continuous line of water drops illuminated by a flickering lamppost. A group of street dogs cuddled up close to one another.
The more agonizing realization was that the rain had not changed a bit. All the change had been internal.
Happiness.
A waterfall outside the window. A temporary lake around the house. The possibility of a new raincoat. The freedom of wearing slippers instead of shoes to school. The frequent power shortage and holidays.
The weekend that passed also happened to be a rainy one. Today morning, I took stock of the emotions I had experienced.
Sadness. Love. Pain. Breakdown. Hope.
A lonely, wet road. A fallen tree entangled in the wires of a transformer. The dry clothes on a terrace getting beaten up by rain repeatedly. The continuous line of water drops illuminated by a flickering lamppost. A group of street dogs cuddled up close to one another.
The more agonizing realization was that the rain had not changed a bit. All the change had been internal.
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