This morning as I opened my eyes and looked outside through the window, I could feel my nerves surging. All night it rained and at this point it became streams so a person cannot see anything through the water veil. Suddenly, it felt like an open gateway to the heavens had been thrown wide open and was showering my small town with whatever.
I was supposed to go out today, do some shopping and then come home to meet my friend who agreed to take coffee with me, but all that was out of the picture now. At the prospect of having to step outside into that heavy rain the feeling of fear gripped my heart. What I knew was that stepping out in that rain amounted to an advanced degree of wetness in a matter of mere seconds without a chance of ever changing that situation.
The day getting on, it continued to rain without a let up. Before my very eyes, the streets outside my window were becoming rivers and the water levels of the small streams forming all around my house which were, rushing down the gutters of the road in a great disarray. There was that faint rumble in the background- a chance to give thunder as the background score for what was going on outside.
I thought that in this case I have no choice but to try and take this as a positive and thus stayed indoors for the most part for the day. I took a cup of hot coffee; put on afghan and sat for the remainder of the evening in front of the fireplace. The droplets falling on the roof turned into a familiar music, which made me more and more at ease even though I knew that the world outside was burning.
As the time went on I was stocked on the wonderful effects of the rain I saw. As much as it constrained me and prevented me from going out it wasn’t hard to recognize the somewhat enchanting nature in which it changed the environments around me The air was fresh and purified, exterior surroundings seemed to glow with this renewed vigor, rain pattering on the window provided with a comfort.
Which is I feel thankful that I was given a chance to witness such a mighty and marvelous act of nature before the rain stopped near the evening time. The storm even though locked me up in my room all day gave me a reason to enjoy a cup of coffee, a warm blanket, and stay indoors on a rainy day.
And as the final splashes of rain struck at the glass before the last even faded into the darkness and all was silent once more - I realized that there will probably be no other such wonderful rain-induced day of solitude in my life.