Friday, 3 June 2016

The one after squall ☔...

I have always wondered why is it that people become so philosophical and intellectual when it starts raining. Why do writers or poets pen down their most touching and poignant creations when the raindrops are falling on their window panes? Why does this rain bring out the sadder part of people? Is it the rain itself that makes artistic people more artistic or is it just something inside us. 

It’s weird how rain assumes different connotations for everyone but the common reason is that it somehow brings a change in your emotions. For me rain has only and only good memories attached to it. It makes me feel purified and cleansed. I feel that the way the heat and the dust are washed away by the rain; all my life’s problems will also be washed off that easily and beautifully. It clarifies all the doubts I have in my life; it gives me a clearer perspective to things. I guess it does make me a bit intellectual or maybe I just like thinking that way. Either way, I love this rain; I love raindrops falling on my face. It makes me feel beautiful and special. It gives me a sense of hope, a hope that when things get off-track I can get it back on track by myself. 

But the feel after the sky clears off,the smell of the moist earth, the chirping of the little birdies are not any less than the one during the rainfall. The sunshine after the squall makes me realize how important the rain was. It's so much like I miss those drops already. But the ray of sunshine seems much brighter and powerful ever ergo making my life much more meaningful and beautiful. I've always believed that sunshine after the squall is much sparkling than the usual sunshine... It adds up to the beauty of the nature as well to my life. 
So this is dedicated to the rain which leaves me with a feeling of catharsis and a smile on my face.⁠⁠⁠⁠


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