A Walk In The Rain

It’s middle of the day, office hour. I am in office, working… or at least pretending. It’s raining outside. I just locked my computer, got up and went for a stroll around the block… And I’ve never felt better.

I was talking to a very close friend of mine, a fellow Libran I might add. I was telling him about the rain – how depressing it’s making me feel. My exact words – “It’s raining outside and I’m feeling the same inside”. His reply – “Librans are always senti when it rains”. It’s like it washes away the disguise and the pretense and leaves me with exactly how I’m feeling.

Something’s suddenly snapped inside and I just got up and walked. I didn’t know where I was going and for once, I didn’t care. It felt good. I’ve always loved the feel of raindrops on my face. For a moment I just wanted to keep walking and never turn back. And now that I’m back I don’t recall anything this worthwhile I did for myself in a long long time.

In this life, where each of our actions are judged by others and ourselves alike – where we need to think and rethink a millions times before doing or saying anything, until the passion dies away and nothing seems worth doing anymore – it felt good to just listen to my heart for once.

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(The following beautiful lines are from a girl who claims she hates to be out on the rain… the content, however, is quite contrary to that . Anyway, I absolutely loved the lines and the fact that she attributes my writing for its inspiration… )

“From the infinity, falling in drops, so pure, so innocent

Unaware of anything,

You fall upon me, land on my head, slide over my face and through my eyes

You make me equally pure as you are, you make me feel me and let that one moment be free… that one moment be mine.”

- Nite_Lite