She In The Rain
Never had I been in love with the rain. The rain with growling clouds and screaming thunderbolts. Everytime it rained it seemed to me as if it was cursing me, trapping me in those wild and vigorous drops. Everytime it happened I ran, ran to shelter myself away, ran away from its vigorous attacks, from its heavy drops which felt like as if it was the stone beating hard on me. so everytime I used to run ,with my hands on my head avoiding it, trying to block it and i would always get an absurd feeling of the rain mocking me and giving me a hard time on purpose then cursing it i used to run faster stumbling and falling....
On a normal day of July like always me trying to shelter myself kept running cause my umbrella flew away as if it was snatched by the wilderness of wind. "My mom will now lecture me for about an hour saying how responsile I am 😢"
Panting heavely then I stood under a large tree, smelling the smell of soil and it was the only thing I liked about rainy season.
Waiting patiencely I was with a sigh. I raised my head up and by the side of a cafe across the street I saw a girl playing happily in the rain messing her neat white dress in the mud. My eyes denied to look away from her. Beautiful she was as if she was the purest white lotus fluttering in the mud of black and brown. She had a beautiful face, was tall and had a long black hair. I kept starring her she was singing with the voices of rain and was dancing along with the gentle wind it seemed. then she too saw me. I got startled as our eyes had met so I looked away. Then I thought of giving her a big smile but she was not there. She dissapeared ,dissapeared in the single blink of my eye.
Finally it stopped to rain. The clouds in the sky were slowly fading away with the appearance of blue calm sky. Everytime I gazed the open ceiling above my head I would always think about how big the world is. How beautiful was it..
(poommmppo pooommpp)
The horn in the bus rang. I hurridely ran for the bus in the bus stop. I was already getting late of course I wouldn't want to be there staring the sky no matter how beautiful it is.
I grabbed myself the last row in the bus. I was gazing outside the window feeling the freshness and smelling the scents of soil that occurs after it rained. On the way I again saw her. Yes it was her. She was sheltering a kitten who got wet and started to play with it beside a tree. So she was not only beautiful outside but also was from inside. A girl in white a girl as beautiful as she is...
.. WHO WAS SHE...
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