A/N : This is an old piece of writing I found in the long lost forgotten part of my hard disk. I think this is 3 years old or something. Anyway I found it and I thought I might share it. It's just a random idea that struck me and I scribbled away. Enjoy. :)
My eyes were red and swollen from
continuous crying and closing my eyes burned them even more. I was restless as
I was up the whole night trying to shrug all the pain and agony out of my
heart. Last night was a
disaster as all the pain, misunderstandings, jealousy, ego, hatred and
hopelessness assembled in one room. It
was all just too much for me to handle.
I stifled the last of my sobs as I
noticed the roaring of the sky. The skies have been threatening to pour itself
on this forsaken world for a couple of days now and like my heart I thought the
skies couldn’t take it anymore as well. It was around 4 in the morning and as I
looked out the window at the dark sky with dark clouds slowly erasing all signs
of light from the sky making my room darker than it already
was.
My heart felt numb and now so did my
body. All the energy from my body had been drained and I could almost faint as
the world around me started spinning. I managed getting up on my feet trembling
just long enough for me to retire on the bed. I lay on my back on my bed now
still staring at the sky. The sky had some magnetic energy that always
fascinated me and made me think about that beauty and peace exists somewhere in
this world. I had no idea when slumber seeped in and I drifted into a sound
sleep.
I moaned annoyingly as the sunlight
coming from my window pricked my eyes and I opened one of my eyes just a little
to see it was day already. I shifted a little to see what time
was and moved my eyes
at my side table watch which said 2pm. I jolted up realizing that I slept in a
little too much and that I had a lot of things to get to. Waking up I went
ahead to do the morning rituals and once I was done I went in the kitchen to
grab some breakfast.
While preparing my breakfast I took
a moment and peered
out the window to see that the sunlight had dimmed a little as clouds blocked
most of the intense heated
rays and giving a signal that there is going to be a huge downpour. The sight
made me smile and I continued with the breakfast. I
felt the cool breeze entering from the window next to me and saw it was hardly
drizzling. My smile went wider noticing the drizzle was
gaining intensity as it was slowly turning into a full-fledged downpour.
The temptation of going outside in
the rain grew more and more and I dashed outside. My eyes were feasted with the
breathtaking view. The overgrown bushes of the forest behind the boundary wall
and my front lawn were dominated by the fresh green colour that I never really saw
before. The flowers had raindrops on them that shone in the light and I
couldn’t help but giggle at the sight.
I was glad that no one in the neighbourhood was
anywhere near the rain because I ran around like a little girl with
arms wide open and the
rain drenching me to bone. I giggled carefree and enjoyed the little drops rain
against my face as I faced the sky. Taking
in the sensation of the way rain felt against my face, my hair and my entire
body. The feeling was truly something.
It amazes me how much the rain has
an impact on me. At that point it made me think that rain is just another
four-letter word like love. When it happens it is either happiness and joy or
pain, hurt and agony. ‘Rain’ is as deep as the word ‘love’. There are series of
emotion attached to it and you find yourself getting lost into. Sometimes it gives
peace, sometimes it’s like a curse. Like
‘love’ feelings attached to rain are hard
to define for me.
At that thought I smiled to myself
and looked at the view in front of me one more time and my eyes again started
admiring the beauty my little neighbourhood contained
that I never knew of. I started smiling widely and started giggling when the
rain fell more fiercely and I resumed my little playing in the rain. For once since last night I felt
happy genuinely. I still had an unresolved mess lingering, I still
had problems and nothing changed since last night except one thing. I had hope
now. I thought that whatever happened last night can still be solved, everyone can
be happy again and all the misunderstandings, confrontations and unanswered
questions can be dealt with.
I realized even though the dark
clouds cover the skies but they still bless us with a gift of rain. They make
everything look beautiful again. There is darkness but still there is something
to look forward to and the proverb fits perfectly here ‘Every cloud has a
silver lining’. And it’s true it does. I
smiled once again this time with tears welling up in my eyes. They weren’t the
tears of sadness I had last night but they were tears of joy, because I knew
that everything will be alright. I voiced the last train of thought in my head:
“Everything will be okay after all.”
