
Someday it just feels like everything is silent. Even the pelting raindrops on my balcony seems so subtle that it blends into the background. It's been rainy lately. And rainy days stir up emotions.
I didn't know spring is a season of rain. Cause spring is always pictured with blooming flowers and sunshine. With joyful people in shorts and tshirts hanging around in the park. Lying on the green grass sun bathing while reading a novel. Something very close to the picture of summer time.
Yet, it has been raining continuously for a whole long week. I love the rain though. Someone said the rain reminds her of peace and serenity. Maybe what she meant was the calmness after the rain though. As much as I wanted to, I did not question her further since it would make me look like a perfect idiot who spoils the mood at that time.
But some time after I agree with her. When it rains, everything stops. The streets are almost empty. With only people hurrying through to shelter with their hands sheltering their pathetic head, as if it would do any good. Anyhow, everyone will be in their own world minding their own business.


Definitely, you'll not see anyone hanging around chatting and laughing away like they always do in sunny days. That means serenity for me who's looking down from my balcony.
Sometimes, I love the rain so much that I even believe that I was somehow related to water. Maybe my previous life was a water creature. Or maybe while my mom was giving birth to me, she's underwater. But neither is true though.
I believed it so much that somehow I think I do better in basketball under the rain. Well, I used to play the game when I was in form 1 and 2. And on some days, the sky just wish to pour on us and we're too young to fear the rain. So after winning a game or two under the rain, I started having this weird thought. I know, I'm a weirdo.
However, on an unrelated note, I did kiss a girl in the rain before. Just trying to imitate. You know how in movies, the man always get to kiss the woman he loves in the rain, and its somehow romantic I assume. On another occasion, I kissed a girl underwater. Well, it's.. hmm.. just wet. Lol..
Anyway, I definitely love the rain. But it's getting too much for me to handle since rain often follows up with emoness which subtlely turns into depressions. So perhaps, a sunny day would do me good tomorrow.


4 comments:
Nothing is more beautiful than the sunshine after ceaseless rain.Btw,from my experience spring can be freaking cold, with the wind blowing at you especially when you are waling on the streets
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