"Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass, it's about learning to dance under the rain."

I was born in the rainy season. Probably that is why I have a profound affinity with rain and water bodies. And this makes me sometimes hate the place I live in because it is a desert city. It seldom rains here and when it does, it pours. Roads turn into rivers in blink of an eye. However, on a day like today, I simply fall in love with this place all over again.

Right now, this city is like a thirsty pilgrim who has drank from a crystal clear pond in an oasis. She rests in bliss, under the shadows of bellowing clouds. And I, her denizen, slow down a bit, listen to Bach and enjoy a warm cuppa while my memory jogs down the lane to a black asphalt road that snakes through a village where the leaves in the forest lose the layer of dust and turn emerald green after the rains. I see bunch of kids dancing in the rain; their innocent soul picking up the vibration of music that flows through the air like magic. The grownups can’t hear it; their feet will not tap with the melody of pitter-pattering rain drops that’s hitting the tin roofs and muddy earth. They take cover and watch with wary eyes at those bare feet children. Worries of hookworm, cold, running nose, bad grades and dirty floors crowd their adult minds.

I would like to think rain falls for those children, lovers and the peacocks. Scientific reasons be damned. This is the perfect time. To cuddle under warm blanket and let heart take the reins or to throw back your worries and to follow the tune of your heart and the universe and do the soul dance. I think I will do just that! I know that tune; I was born with it in my veins. From water to water, I was born and I will dance under it, alone or not..

See you later my phantom readers! It’s your call to stay dry or get wet though.. J

 - The Warrior Princess