It gets cloudy everday here. and the weather keeps on getting hotter... humidity keeps rising...!!! no one can sit still in a room without a fan(fan is of no use actually bcz the air it gives is also hot) or a cooler..(aaa much better). sometimes the thot of a quick shower comes in my mind but the water running from the taps is also hot... oh ma god... how do i beat the heat???
the clouds just come and go,bringing hopes to many that it'll pour..but no use.. they just stand there in the sky as we get wet with sweat staring up at the sky. sometimes the thot runs through my eyes...what if i could fly.. i would fly up to the clouds and prick a needle in them brusting them open,drneching myself with the healing liquid.but there are a lot of if's in life and not all are worth it. if only i could carry a AC with me wherever i went...feel like smaking the ppl who made dermi cool"thanda thanda cool cool"..arre wht thanda... just keeps on getting worse... imagine urself in a room packed with ppl... and the electricity decides to take a lunch break for an hour or two...ohhhh... that feeling... feel like killing someone. :(
it getting worser and worser day in day out...and they say the summer is yet to begin.......!!!
Sunday, April 17, 2011
The rain was showering on my city now and then... it was mid april and the heat was totally intolerable...she thot "i hate it when its sunny :( it gets all sweaty and wet. yucckkk, i hate the heat." how she quenched for a dark cloud to cum and pour some drops on her...a cool breeze to play with her hair...the thunder in her heart whenver she thot abt this....and the ligtening that flashed in her eyes...she loved the rain...everything about the rain....she was a rain person.
she grew up in a wet place with tropical atmosphere most of the year,and now in the city, she hated the sun so hard she could curse it.she just loved the view that the dark clouds brought with them...she felt she belonged to them,she wanted to be in some place where she would never miss this weather. the cool winds...the strong currents..the rain lashing on the roofs...the rhyme they make when they dance on the tin roofs in the village...the birds chirping when they splash around in the puddles..the kids running around...the aroma that the earth gives out(nothing like that,i must say)..and oh yes... how can i forget the best part.. the 7 colours of the sky... the rainbow...the most beautiful scene god ever created.
she always remembered one thing from the rain...whenever it used to rain...she and her dad used to go on a hill...and sit there till the rain subsided, just to see a wonderful view,as the clouds passed away and the sun peeped out from the dark blanket,it gave out a rainbow. the birds flew in all directions. the cool breeze swept pass her hair and dried off the water,the leaves soaked in pearls looked so beautiful. nature was at its best when it rained.and she could never find anything as beautiful as that view. wow. breathtaking.
she missed it in this crowded city.
she was in love with her season. the rainy season. the season for love to triumph. the season of new life.
she was in love with life.