I had just got down
from my company bus and looked up into the sky with a sigh.
The darkness had started gobbling up the bleak rays of setting sun, until It completely resembled a pitch dark moment filled with thunder and lightning. I was shivering with the cold wet breeze and sudden uproar by the thunders would send a horrendous expression on my pale face. Standing there for more than 20mins, I got used to the lashing rain and the deafening thunders beating every second.
It seemed dark than usual and I could see a lamp across the street struggling to wake up and would go on and off giving itself away under the force of nature.
This rainstorm did not seem to end and various thoughts started pouring into my mind. Standing alone, I wished I had one wonderful companion to spend this moment with me. Life has been like this sudden outburst; very much unexpected and uncertain.
I could see the mini-waterfalls falling from the corner of the roofs down to the streets with a force enough to crumble a mini mountain. I was watching the forcing water washing away the pile of mud stuck hard onto the ground until the last grain helplessly gave up and lost itself into the streams of water flowing in front of me.
I wished these were my grains of sorrows instead and I would have been so happy to see them go away.
Why it never rains in this way in our life to help us out from this mess –
The thoughts were unstoppable but the deluge had finally given up and I could see the surface to walk across and reach my den - My den of solace, My home :)
As I was trotting across, I was still unfazed my those thoughts as they kept lingering in my mind.
I could see the
approaching dark clouds and lightening around. Before, I could think of my
escape it had started to rain...
I skipped across the small puddles and took a shelter under the roof of a closed shop. As soon as, I managed to get a standing space I could see a sudden cloud burst and it started pouring as if there is no end to this torrent.
I skipped across the small puddles and took a shelter under the roof of a closed shop. As soon as, I managed to get a standing space I could see a sudden cloud burst and it started pouring as if there is no end to this torrent.
The darkness had started gobbling up the bleak rays of setting sun, until It completely resembled a pitch dark moment filled with thunder and lightning. I was shivering with the cold wet breeze and sudden uproar by the thunders would send a horrendous expression on my pale face. Standing there for more than 20mins, I got used to the lashing rain and the deafening thunders beating every second.
It seemed dark than usual and I could see a lamp across the street struggling to wake up and would go on and off giving itself away under the force of nature.
Under this
flickering dim light, I could see people walking by. Some under the crooked
umbrella, some completely drenched and some struggling to manage their cell
phone trying to exchange some romantic pleasantries with their loved
ones.
This rainstorm did not seem to end and various thoughts started pouring into my mind. Standing alone, I wished I had one wonderful companion to spend this moment with me. Life has been like this sudden outburst; very much unexpected and uncertain.
I could see the mini-waterfalls falling from the corner of the roofs down to the streets with a force enough to crumble a mini mountain. I was watching the forcing water washing away the pile of mud stuck hard onto the ground until the last grain helplessly gave up and lost itself into the streams of water flowing in front of me.
I wished these were my grains of sorrows instead and I would have been so happy to see them go away.
Why it never rains in this way in our life to help us out from this mess –
The mess of losing
one’s identity to this corporate world.
The mess of learning the art of living alone.
The mess of pushing yourself and challenging your healthy body clock.
The mess of mixing your work with the existing relationships.
The mess of getting such thoughts and failing to resolve them.
The mess of…
The mess of learning the art of living alone.
The mess of pushing yourself and challenging your healthy body clock.
The mess of mixing your work with the existing relationships.
The mess of getting such thoughts and failing to resolve them.
The mess of…
The thoughts were unstoppable but the deluge had finally given up and I could see the surface to walk across and reach my den - My den of solace, My home :)
As I was trotting across, I was still unfazed my those thoughts as they kept lingering in my mind.
I reached my home
and jumped onto my bed to doze off.
The gentle breezing peeking through my half-open window had led me into a peaceful slumber getting rid of those messy thoughts;
just to wake me up the next day and give me another chance to complete my above list.
The gentle breezing peeking through my half-open window had led me into a peaceful slumber getting rid of those messy thoughts;
just to wake me up the next day and give me another chance to complete my above list.