Rainy days often signify couple of things to me. This post is just to make a mental note about those things, so that, I won’t forget them when I feel like recollecting few things.
The first thing obviously is the calmness that precedes the storm of joy and happiness.
As much as the rain tries to splatter and spread the sense of joy, we cannot forget the immense happiness that comes when it is clubbed with the sunshine. This essentially is the backbone of life on our planet earth. There is not a iota of doubt in that.
Now, the metaphor that makes me wonder how beautiful this simple act of the man upstairs is actually a bit of revelation today.
The moment of truth, precisely, is lost if we can’t realize the peaceful calmness before the storm of happiness that entails. Like it happens during every rainy day of our lives.
Similarly, the joy of life can’t be realized if there is no sunshine. The sunshine being the beacon of light that some times is the flash light from someone that is needed to push you in the right direction. Again on a rainy day of our lives.
Of all the people, I am not the one who realized this truth by myself. I feel inspired from a force unknown to me or maybe, I am not sport enough to admit it. I would like to call this state – a mental bliss and a ‘miracle’ indeed.
I am glad to have had a chance to sit back and enjoy these moments. This is what home does to me.
Dedicated to all the beautiful miracles of life and all the beacons of light in my life.
This being my 50th post on this web space, makes me feel the this thing of writing is actually a joy forever.
