Rain - Open your hands

Rain - Open your hands

Here comes my favorite season again , like every year , Rains!!!  …but there is a difference. A huge difference.  Back then I never had to worry about where will i dry my washed clothes now??? Lol…

The first rain of monsoon this year in my city, I was delighted as always, it brought a broad smile on my face, my emotions started jumping like a kid, I just wanted to get drenched and dirty, wanted to splash the water with my feet, drink the rain droplets and much more the list of wishes is endless but I couldn't.. The reasons are unknown , unknown to all of us. we don’t even want to know and explore them. 

 But then something I saw answered my question and in fact will answer your questions too…. Interesting isn’t?

Obviously it was a chaos outside due to heavy down pour. People were returning/driving back home, leaving offices on time fearing to get stuck in rain, traffic jam, dirt all around, getting wet. Though all wanted it to rain but still, at offices, at parking, in traffic jams, on bus stops, in shops I noticed people talking expressing their resentment on the rain, i would rather say the timings of the rain.

People cribbing about the traffic jam, one lady was displaying irritation via her expression on her spoiled silk sari…lol. A professional just returning from office was more worried about his office files getting wet, he was murmuring “ yeh baarish ko bhi abhi aana tha”. A house wife juggling with a sabji wala saying “ hain hain bhaiya aap to baarish ka fayda uthaoge hee” (that was hilarious trust me!!)

Few office colleges discussing about who will drop whom , how to get adjusted in one small I10 car just to avoid getting drenched.  While waiting for the bus, 2 married working females condemning the sudden shower from god just about getting late and then fulfilling demands of husbands which obviously will be of having a full plate of Pakodas with chai.. hahaha… Frustrating expression on peoples face as if traffic jam is never ending..(Insaan ka bas chale to nature lo bhi apne control mein rakhe... Baarish ko schedule se aana chahiye tha bhai.. when we are free sitting at home..lol)

Everyone was in hurry to reach home…All are using their palms to make a cover above their head (I think most of us also do the same while going to office, while returning from office, market, going out to dine.. We all display such behaviors.. Yes we all turn our palms above our head to save ourselves .Yes we do… I do it too as I mentioned in the starting)

In all these various scenes doing rounds around me, I observe a father hurriedly crossing the roads with his 5 (or may be 6) years old daughter.. There was water all over,the father seemed annoyed by the rain, He was literally dragging her delicate arm … 
Away from all kind of home, office and materialistic attachments,she was carefree, carefree about getting late, or getting sick, homework, getting dirty. In fact her mouth facing the sky above to drink to taste the first rain of the season. 

And you know the amazing thing I noticed which gave me my answer to the above question???.

The difference between us and the little girl was that hers was the first delicate palm which i saw was open facing the clouds as if  welcoming each droplet from above, the same hands which we use to escape from rain.Yes the first rain of the season:-)
Did you notice the difference? Yes i did...  

Well said  "Few people feel the rain and other just simple get wet" 

Life is like a rain...whatever pours down, accept it with open hands/palms. We used to when we were kids, but now we just escape. 

I then remembered myself getting excited about the rain, weather outside in the morning used to decide our days schedule, we wished if there was no school today and even if there was there were no studies, we loved splashing water on each other.. drink the rain water,make paper  boat and have competition on whose boat is best to sail for long, to run, jump in the water filled lanes, to aim our little head exactly down any pouring pipe to experience the water jet, (I still love it:-) to avoid mothers screaming for getting into home in fear of getting cold, pulling each other,making faces and then giggle till it hurts,collecting water in small buckets on terrace,listening silently to mums scolds post the rain masti thinking (Par maja aagya,, samajh nai aatamumy ka problem kya hai, sabko sab cheez ke liye danthti rehti hai...lol...(i don't understand what is mums problem in life..and why she loves scolding everyone for everything"'loll..) :-) :-) 

There were many to stop us  but we used to take out ways to celebrate, we were kids.We had open hands/palms to invite rain, invite  life. but things change or say rather we change as we grow up.
Who is stopping us now?? but we are now too busy taking out reasons not to celebrate, We have palms but we use them to escape, escape from the rain, from life's surprises.

Rain brings out the kid within us, so just stop writing and talking cheesy and philosophical things about Rain,... let the little kid come out forever......Go out and Open your hands . It will help you even when the season is over, Think over it!

I am waiting for the next down pour for sure to meet the kid within me, i am opening my hands, forever :-)

Good luck! Stay Blessed- J