This is a serial. Everyday a new part will be published. This is the second part.
Continued from here.
A sunny day could be a funny day, because a sudden Rain might wash away all your hope of doing activities one usually does in sunny days and leave you depressed. More so, if you have recently disobeyed a weather forecast. He had just read in the newspaper that the experts calculated ‘a high probability of acid rain today’. He ignored, because he also had heard about her. He knew, how wrong these forecasts could be. He never knew how wrong he himself was. Let me tell you, he was wrong, very wrong, so wrong that he had left the house with no umbrella to save him from rain and no base to save him from the acid. He came back home, wet as usual but unusually sick and itchy. The acid in the acid rain, must have played its part quite appreciably. Such stories often leave us thinking about our decisions and actions similar to our thoughts when we were growing up from childhood into adolescence. In that period of growth, rain for most of us had changed its meaning. From descending drops of drenching water, it has become the symbol of romance. Romantic rain has captivated our heart more than it did of those, who were the romantic poets and artists. We have stared deep into infinity waiting for someone, something or some time, while the rain thrashed against our window, against which our face was pressed. It has often weirdly mixed our tears with heavenly water into a strange concoction that tastes a little salty and a little sweet. It has also messed up our hairstyle. Which isn’t something we would like to remember rain by. Rain to us, in this time of the life, was a symbol of rejuvenation and a sign of irritation, especially when our plans got cancelled. I remember how a wedding in my locality, was once cancelled, thanks to the untimely arrival of rain.
To be continued. Next part will be available here.
