The explosive sound of thunder woke her up. She got out of bed and opened the curtains. It was raining heavily.
The leaves of tress were dancing on the rhythm of wind. The birds were rushing to their nests with their family. It was like the clouds are leting go of the tears that were set into them for so long. The smell of the wet mud was so intoxicating like it was calling her out. She saw small children playing in the rain wearing raincoats without complaining the mud stuck on their body, dancing, enjoying the rain.
Her heart was telling her to go out and feel the rain but her mind was stopping her, because she wasn't child anymore. She was a wife a daughter-in-law and a mother. Her world and happiness ended around them.
But her heart was insisting so much to feel the rain and enjoy it. She opened the window and moved her hand out.
She had a goosebumps on her hand due to the tickling breeze. And small droplets of water were droped all over her hand. Finally her heart won a battle and she immediately wore gum boots and went out of the house. She opened her hands and welcomed the rain as if they are new guests. Closed her eyes and promised herself that she would never turn her back to her desires....
There is so much to learn from monsoon season. It teaches us to be free, to feel every droplet of rain and never burn your desires. So open your doors and feel free to enjoy the rain
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