Today, I woke up to grey skies and rain. Incessant, revitalising, cleansing rain.
Today is not a day to be with people. It is a day to be spent with the self. It is a day for solitude and silence. To listen to the voice of our soul. To introspect, to reflect.
It is a day for reminiscences…..the mad dash in the downpour to catch a bus, the hot cup of tea while drying off. The indulgent fussing of a grandmother. The see through rain coat of college days, the rainbow coloured umbrella from then. Rainy day declarations at school. The 2 hour scooter ride to get home. Bumpy bus rides at the crack of dawn. The emerald and silver beauty of a hill station, the mists rolling in with each shower. Strawberry ice cream and hot dosas. Ribbons of waterfalls cascading on a lush landscape. Conversation, connections and confidences.
It is a day to let go and to hold on. Wash away with tears the sad memories, hug tighter than ever, the warm recollections.
Today is for lounging with a favourite book. Today is for snuggling in your quilt. Today is a day for the soothing poetry of Gulzar. Today is for healing yourself. Today is for tranquillity.
“Into each life some rain must fall” The Rainy Day, Henry Wadsworth Longfellowhttp://www.hwlongfellow.org/poems_poem.php?pid=39
(This post was published as “Today” by Unboxed Writers http://unboxedwriters.com on 3rd September 2012)