The weather wanted to be obedient, it followed the forecast. It was supposed to be a gloomy day, with the fiercest storm, power outage, flood threats and heavy rainfall.
It didn’t stop raining. Today has been cold, dark and very different, like I am in another planet from a science fiction. I read about all the problems people came across today because of the rainfall. But can we control nature?
I hear people complaining about the rain, I wish I could tell them how I hated driving through those hills covered with dry trees and yellow grasses for two long years. This time, rain will change them all and color them green.
I love the way rain falls for days, tirelessly. I love that sound it makes on my window, drop by drop, reminding me of countless fleeting moments that I hardly notice.
Today I stayed home. It’s easy to take a small break from usual routine to enjoy the rain. It’s even easier to make myself five cups of ginger tea, arrange a chair on the porch, read poetry, and try some creative photography. Even though the whole world around me called the day “worse”, I know, just like me, there are many living beings who are happier today because of those raindrops in this drought-ridden state.