A rainy day is really made for women to express their grief.
When it rains, you can walk in the rain with tears running down your face. With your hair sopping wet and hanging down your head like rats’ tails, no one can tell if it’s not the rain that’s made your mascara run.
When it rains so heavily that fat raindrops relentlessly batter the asbestos sheets covering the roof above your head, the two-piece orchestra made by the thunder and the drumroll of rain on your roof, safely allows you to let loose and sob your heart out without anyone else hearing it.
At the same time, a rainy day is also made for people in love. There’s no better way to get closer to your beloved than under the pretext of sharing an umbrella. So what if one of you has a spare umbrella stowed out of sight? All’s fair in love and war, even when it rains.
A rainy day is absolutely made for kids.
When it rains, they push back the hoods of their raincoats when their mothers are distracted while crossing the road, and feel the spray of rain on their naughty little faces.
When it rains, they have the perfect excuse to ditch their studies and hold boat races across puddles, with their favourite paper boats.
When it rains, their mothers also have the perfect excuse to ignore their diets and fry some spicy hot pakodas.
When it rains, stars change their alignment, and star-crossed lovers get a chance to come together again – whether it’s a chance meeting in the waiting room of a railway station, or under the shelter of a bus stop, or even when they duck into a café to escape the rain.
When it rains, a fighting couple might forget their quarrels and remember the first time they kissed in the rain. They might even call a truce, long enough for an action replay.
When it rains, an old couple might pull out a DVD of their favourite movie starring Raj Kapoor and Nargis, and hum along to “Pyaar hua, ikraar hua”.
Sometimes, when it rains, a tired writer, who doesn’t know what to write, might make herself a cup of piping hot ginger tea, and sit down to tell the tale of what all can happen when it rains.
I’m participating in the #WordsMatter Blog Hop, and was tagged for this by Reema D’Souza who writes at The Write World. In turn, I’m tagging Dr. Amrita Basu of Healthwealthbridge. There are 42 bloggers participating in this Blog Hop that’s spread over 3 days – 6, 7 and 8 September 2019. Do follow the #WordsMatter Blog Hop. Happy reading!
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