Length: 482 words (1.4 double-spaced pages)
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The falling water droplets make the air cool and environment calm. When it starts raining slowly every one rushes to safe place to save them. Women rush to roof to take their cloth down to save from getting wet. Small children gets excited. You can easily see them jumping and trying to come out to take a feel of rain.
Have you watched the scene on roads when it starts raining. … ha ha its funny scene. Some people try to escape by running/ some try to take shelter under other’s roof / some take bag or books magazines on their head and try to escape. But this is all when it is weak rain. … but when it is heavy rain one has no way. Even umbrellas are insufficient.
The heavy lightning with thunderous sound….. God save us! Prays the poor in his hut. Every one comes out on window and peeps out side scene.
If you have a field in front you will hear songs of frog. Have u seen them when they speak/ their vocal sac. This seems like a baloon. The old ponders the rain scene and remembers his child hood and young days. He never forgets to guard his grand children waiting to jump in rain. Still u see the eager ness of children if they could have been permitted to take a bath.
What is more that when it rains with heavy wind. U shut your door and window. And still manage to peep out side! …Ha ha ha !… Hands off to God ….on this beautiful scene creation. How beautiful is the scene of nature!
The black thunderous cloud, the fading day light due to its darkness, birds rushing to their nests. And the unique beauty of raining. Well this is not all. When it stops raining…. It’s a different pleasure! ….
Small water droplets droping from wet leaves one after one.. creating different sounds when droping on water/ dry leaves/ wood or metal. Have you heard them! They sound great! Small children making paper boats and sailing them. On low lands water are logged.
People cross through water and the unique sound is created by their movement. Some thing like chrrrrr chrrrrr chrrrrr… Ha ha ha its funny. The rainbow is formed. Birds come out. They start twitering again.
This all sounds so soothing to mind and soul. ….If I could be an artist and paint them. If I could be a poet and caricatured all that I have seen…. But I am not any of them.. so what! I am the obserber.
I feel them and I have shared it with u! I am happy with what I am! Am I right?