In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Singin’ in the Rain.”
Rain is always special and nothing can beat an afternoon filled with drizzles and cold winds. If there is something I wish, it is the power to bring on rain when I desire. I don’t ask for weather control but just the rain control is enough. What comes after the rain is equally desirable but only in a different mood. With rain drops lashing on my window, I would like to write my life in slow motion, slower than the drops but definitely faster than I would ever write in my life.
Believe me every drop has a story to tell, it could be yours or mine. Our story is very similar to the drop of rain that falls on our face. We are caught in a cycle too, like the rain drop. We come here with all those amibtions that are inherent to where we fall and grow up, until we rise (evaporate) to restart our journey.
I wish I were a rain drop as I could love the journey rather than the destination. As it turns out, it is the journey that is important, and not the destination.