First Rain…
I want to close my eyes.
So tired, so stressed out, so down.
And I looked out and noticed the gray skies. Soon little drops of heaven’s tear splashed on the glass. The little drops was replaced by torrents as the rain comes down; removing the dust in the air, cleansing the earth. Then I remembered… this is the first rain of the year.
I hurriedly went downstairs and walked among clusters of building in this metropolis. This place, it makes me feel suffocated. But this is one of the places among any other places where I am alive… they are all the same, there is no much difference. I ran through them, passing like a blur among the crowd. Faces… just faces… unknown to me and me unknown to them. I am a dice, like you are, like they are, like we all are. I cannot read my dots and neither can you read yours.
Catching my breath, I came in to an open space. And I stopped. I savoured the moment as I feel each drop quenching the heat I feel inside. As each drop sends a tingling sensation on my skin and a chill deep beneath it… right through my soul. So refreshing I said to myself.
It feels like all the energy that’s creeping out of me are slowly seeping back… the way the ground drank the sweet waters of heaven when it comes pouring down from its cheeks. I feel revived, like a phoenix from its own ashes. The way it feels made me smile, I can’t hide it in my face. I know I might’ve looked funny there and there. Someone who is being drenched in the rain, the face contorted with the effort of trying to conceal a smile and a creased forehead.
And in the end, I blurted out laughing. Why stop it? Why not just enjoy this moment when you know this is all you ever wanted to do? So I did… and it gives me such a natural high. Like I could almost touch the sky that brings forth this reviving waters.
People stared as they pass by. I don’t care… for once this first rain is all I ever had.
