As usual I woke up early in the morning, got ready with my favouriate track suit and jogging shoes, grasped the keys and left the house for a healthy jog just to stay young for some more time. While jumping down the stairs and out of the apartment a thought ran through my mind if I am doing it just to keep the kid in me alive, why not do it the kids way.... I turned back home changed in shorts and hood and yeah this time no shoes at all. Remember the kids way... Now started on the route towards my jogging track. I had just started and to my surprise felt something. Yes it had started raining.
It started with small droplets turning to the bigger ones and before i could realise it was pouring heavily.... exactly the way I loved it. Now with every step the water splashed higher and I was enjoying it....
As I continued with my jog, every mile stepped deeper into the memories of childhood where we would draw a countdown for the rains to start.
Today was the rainy sunday, and the sandday the way we used to call it.
Paper boats and their races were a fad in our childhood. We would have tournaments on paper boat
Remember the last time you got wet in the rain, Am sure there are some thoughts running down ur mind and theres a sweet little smile on ur face... Some great body has so rightly said "The best thing one can do when it's raining is to let it rain.". So let your memories rain, njoy them and share them with me too. You pray for rain, you gotta deal with the mud too.
I pray today Into each life, some rain must fall...