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The first rain of the year

Okay yesterday we had the first rain of the year. The rains started late in the  evening, in the morning the sky was clear and blue and the weather was beautiful and windy, the kind which makes you want to stand with your arms open and hope that the wind just takes you along with it .
So the rain was the perfect end to a perfect day. But the reason this rain was so special for me was because this was the first time I enjoyed the rain in the true sense of it or rather in a new way than usual. Back at home when it started raining I would sit on a comfortable bean bag in my balcony with something warm and read a favourite book, but yesterday and moreover today I experienced rain on a more personal level and I would say these were moments of divine discovery. Yesterday I was out with friends and today I went on a long walk with myself and I must say it was the later experience which I enjoyed more. Things which I have learnt about myself in these two days- I love long solitary walks in rain, I love the way ordinary, everyday things look so different and clean when they are wet cause of  raindrops,  I love the sound of raindrops falling on my umbrella, I love it when my umbrella collides with that of a random person when we are trying to pass through a small footpath and the apologetic and understanding smiles which we give each other after that, I love the feeling of satisfaction  which I get when I get in a sheltered place and close the umbrella behind me, I love it when I come back and wash the dirt off my feet and the feeling as if the rain has washed off all my sins and worries.
And most of all I love the way everything becomes more poetic and lyrical.

 

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