Rain..those little drops of water falling down from that infinite sky..is liked by some disliked by others...It so depends in what mood you are and you are often left to your own perception of liking and disliking it..I often hate them specially when I am suppose to be at work ..I cannot be all wet and drenched in water there as no umbrellas and raincoats work for me...But this is not true always..when I am indoors and have all the leisure time in world , like any other girl in the town ,I enjoy it too.
One such time was when I was sitting in my car, waiting for my father to come back from a local departmental store and it suddenly started raining..people started running here and there finding shelter and saving themselves from the untimely shower. sky had suddenly turned black that evening and before anybody could notice it was all in water. After few minutes everything calmed down and the street was left with little drops as if they were a progeny of the heavy shower who had just retreated. it was wonderful watching them in that bright yellow street light. they fell down on the ground with all the energy they had ,struck the ground and dispersed. It is such a beautiful phenomenon to the observer and if one can conclude it simply means you have to scatter down to become a part of something larger. It also means losing your own identity and creating a new one. may be this is one more thing rain does. IT TEACHES..