Wednesday, April 06, 2005

Rain

When I was a kid , I was told by the all-knowing-elderly that when it rained, it was merely a display of collective indecency by the gods, relieving themselves in public like little street urchins who never understood what 'Trespissers will be Prosecuted' meant.

Well, old Dionysius must really have thrown a big party last week to leave Them with such heavy bladders. You know that he did because of the smell of the heavenly ale, which , in our eagerness to ascribe a reason for everything, we simply called the smell of wet earth.

The downpur has been torrential the past few days , and the incessant pitter-patter is a welcome relief from the deafening silence that has become the defining sound of my life these last two years.
And even if roads are filled with little muddy puddles that make your reflections look uglier, and slushy piles of mud that swallow you like quicksand, you know what? It makes me happy.
And today, I even felt like sharing an umbrella with somebody.

Ah yes, there nothing like the rain to put your life in perspective.

P.S
It has just come to my attention that there are some people who read this blog whom i am under a certain amount of pressure to impress, so hold on to your horses tight darlings, fasten that seat belt and get the bit between your teeth for henceforth this is going to be one wild rollercoaster ride, and if you're not careful you might just die die die .

5 comments:

S. said...

The loveliest post. Ever.

Yay!

psnob said...

no rain.

i left a comment on the wrong post by mistake. :s

melon collie said...

thanks sid :)

psnob , no that wasnt intentional , but 'no rain' is one of my all time favourite songs :)

'you know i'd like to keep my cheeks dry today / so stay with me and i'll have it made '

melon collie said...

thanks di , nice to see you here.

Anonymous said...

you write so well.

im just a nobody.

Nobody

About Me

a recluse waiting for salvation