Here are a few pictures I took of the rain this afternoon… 🙂
Rain during summer afternoons has to be one of the best kinds of rain. The sunshine falling on your skin is warm, and the air surrounding you is cold; everything is brightly lit and is yet hazy because of the water rushing down in diagonal spate. Rain itself is a contradiction. At times, it can make you feel cut-off or isolated, and at others, make you feel like you are one with everything around you. It’s fun to stand in the rain underneath an umbrella that doesn’t quite prevent the gentle, cold spray of water on your face and feet, and hear the literal sloshing of the puddles set off by the occasional vehicle that makes its way slowly through the slippery streets.
It’s beautiful really, how something so colourless brings out all the magnificent colours around us. The leaves look greener, the flowers look fresh and brighter, and the streets are darker and shinier. Vividly coloured umbrellas pop up in the rain, and so do delicious looking hot food or warm drinks.
Rain is quite the metaphor. Rain tells us that what is lost may return in forms that are much more different than what you anticipate. Rain tells us about how objective nature can be – it comes when it comes, and goes on until it’s time, with no regard for human intention and emotion. And when the rain stops, and the sun dries up all the water, it tells us that everything ends, and then starts again.
Rain can lead us to unprecedented experiences. I have run to catch a bus with my friends with large raindrops pelting down on us, played silly board games I hadn’t played for years because we were trapped inside by the rain, and gotten all my textbooks wet and soggy. Rain can be destructive many times, but sometimes it’s a beautiful thing that leaves you speechless, calm and at peace. 🙂
“Being soaked alone is cold. Being soaked with your best friend is an adventure.”
It sure is! 🙂
Until next time,