A thing of beauty is a joy forever
Today, after some seven months of silence, a long break-up ended, and finally, the Rain God decided to speak to us! Though His words were numbered and were utterly soft spoken but still it rinsed us of the agony, the pain and the suffering.
The parched earth, the dried rivers, the burnt grounds, the dried-out flowers just needed that one shower, that one stream of downpour to smile again, to run along to meet the sea, to flash its beauty – just that one thing – the rain.
The clouds smear the white bright sky with a soothing shade leaving us with the tenderness of a soft warmth – the one which lets us bask in the beauty of open air – taking away the soaring temperatures and leaving behind pleasant climate.
There is something magical about the rains. It always uplifts the mood – atleast mine for sure…it relieves us from the overbearing heat and cures us from its harshness on us.
Like today, I woke up extremely cranky, hating the Monday, contemplating whether or not to go to work – but the logical side of me, prompted me to go to work, and so I did. Stepping out from a cosy bed and leaving the cool house was enough and more reason to get me irked but to my surprise, there was no Sun and the breeze was gentle. The city that I come from has a very tropical climate – always sultry, rarely does it get less than 18 degrees here – but today was nature’s way of surprising us… its way of bringing respite to our burnt souls.
My office route entails crossing a gorgeous grey-blue expanse of sea. With the rain, the whole stretch was misty – just right enough to keep your thoughts and worries at bay. And in those eight-ten minutes, my angered outlook melted, leaving behind a serene feel – a feeling of being grateful for having been able to live this beauty. A small shower brought relief to so many thousands of us, taking us away from the scorching sun. It took me back to the time, when, in such weather, we friends would just call each other and make a plan either to go out and get wet or go for a long drive – it reminded me of the days, when rains meant that cup of steaming hot coffee and never-ending senseless talks – when rains meant, a walk in the park with those special people – or even just gazing out from your balcony.
Later today, it made me reaffirm that small things bring the most joys and it’s in these small things we find our moments of happiness – We’re conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments. But great moments often catch us unaware -beautifully wrapped in what we may consider a small one.
So, let’s take another moment and just make that little effort, to make this moment, a moment to reminisce for the rest of our life.