Smile at The Rain

Who knew my next post was gonna be on the next day? (i'm quite an inconsistent person!) lol... Am sitting in from of my regular computer in the lab while air-drying my samples, so figured to go write some stuff. Currently my regcom (regular computer) is belching out Embrace and Coldplay, both mellow-ish Brit alt-bands...figure i was affected by the short storm that came by in the early afternoon. I've always had a strange affection towards the rain - the way it comes and showers, then leaving a fresh clear sky. It all begins with the anticipation of the rain coming when clouds gather .. "will it rain or will it not? when will it come? how long would that be? should i bring an umbrella?" ..By the time the last thought runs its final lap in the brain, already the first drop of the rain falls on the ground. Following the first few fresh rain drops comes the rest rushing on a mass race to the earth...it could be a gentle romantic drizzle, or a heavy hard unforgiving thunderstorm...whatever style the rain chooses to fall, it is up to the mood of the weather to choose, not us. I always take rain as a blessing than complaining about it, because although you can't do many things outside due to the rain (don't we all?), the rain always manages to bring about a halt- a break from work, a stop to movement, a chance to catch our breaths and think. Instead of blaming the rain for wasting our precious time, i like to thank her for giving me a break. A visit from an old kind friend who's been though with me on my downs and shared my saddness. Now it may seem weird that a common weather phenomenon could be a friend so special to me, but it doesn't really. She comes with her own sorrows, sometimes expressing it meeky and sobberish, sometimes expressing rage and angst. Her sorrows connects with mine- she relates, she understands. Slowly her attitude changes - her tears become kind blessings for life on earth and as she continues to show me how she makes the best out of the worst, her spirits liften and she becomes light, sliently she makes her exit, leaving me with a bright clear sky and sometimes a rainbow. Is she gone forever? No, she's still around, only that she's not sad, least for now. That's the way life goes as well... Sad times always manage to strike no matter how you are doing. You can stay in the gloom and get drenched in your own rain, or you can look at the rain on the positive side and learn a lesson from it-life's not fair (literally and meteologically speaking), but you learn and keep moving... No point lingering in saddness! Always keep your heart light, and you'll find your rainbow maybe just behind that cloud! About my friend? well i know she'll drop by and visit me someday definitely, but i made her promise me to smile at the rain with me the next time.