A little whisper in the dark

Reckless abandon

Its about to rain; I can smell the impending rain shower. The slighly pungent smell that a sudden afternoon shower brings when raindrops hit the scorched cement.

And now the wind starts, the sky darkens.

Some people may choose to seek shelter when rain comes, like it were acid falling from the sky (in today's polluted environment it probably is), but rain also gives life to the landscape, from which all life flourishes.

Have you ever tried standing in the rain (whether voluntarily or not)? It is terrible at first to progressively get wet, and then you get to a point you cannot get anymore wetter than you already are. You realize it and you begin to take in the joy of being wet.

Perhaps its like the kids that play at the fountain at Bugis Junction. We might turn our noses at them, or secretly be envious of their lack of inhibitions, but have we asked ourselves why we lost it?

posted by Chung Leong @ 12:50 PM