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Thursday, March 22, 2007

Rain Another Day

How I do love the morning rain. The gentle sound of showers hitting the roof making a melancholic sound soothes my soul. The pitter and patter of the raindrops colliding with the glass window sets the mood to slumber. How I do love the morning rain.

It's been raining on mornings for the past four days and I'm enjoying every moment of it. It saddens me but also enjoying it, wishing I was able to watch the trickle of rain falling and appeasing me as it drops to the ground, forming puddles of water from a spot here and there. Wish that it would continue to rain on mornings for a long long time. How I do love the morning rain.

It started on a Monday. Two of my colleagues were absent. One was on sick leave while the other just didn't show up and started to take emergency leave for that day. The second day was raining quite heavily without the drama of thunders and lightnings, another morning shower and I showed up for work, sick. Wondering whether the previous night had I manage to acquire some sleep. I had bouts and flashes of thoughts appearing occasionally during the previous nights and I couldn't distinguish that whether it's a dream or my thoughts. It was a dreamy state of mind, definitely a fiction of my imagination, never a reality, but was it a dream or was it a thought? The other two colleague of mine showed up for work rather late, an hour late. I had no comments, I had no thoughts, I had no words to speak for I was numb, not feeling well at all. I couldn't figure out what was wrong with me, had it been I was sleepless the whole night, or was it the dinner that I ate? I was shivering occasionally during the night, vigorously too. But inside me I felt as if a fire had been lit inside of me, really hot, burning up. Albeit all of those symptoms I didn't take a day off from work for I was unsure about my condition. I had no fever, yet I felt that something was wrong inside me.

Oh, how I do love the morning rain. A beautiful and yet ordinary form of simplicity. A soul-searching and thought provoking instigator to me.

1 comments:

Chava said...

Good words.