The Rainy Night

THE RAINY NIGHT

It's raining outside, the thundrestorms and stormy rain combined seems like a horror movie. And electricity supply is cut, the more horrible because with each lightning, my eyes are blinking. With every lightning I feel like it's afternoon and soon a dark night. With the same thoughts which always depress me, I can't live anymore. But it is just a span of life, a very short span.... Sometimes the world in our head get so much loud and the only world visible to us, we cut ourselves from the outer world, which is real. But for us our head world is whole our universe. It's stormy rain outside...the only one...but for everyone it's different. For the lady who is sleeping now after her job, the rain doesn't matter either because she is already tired with her job and now she just wants to sleep. What is trroubling her is the cut electricity supply and noise of rain and the thunderstorms. For the farmer who today sow the cotton seeds in his field was happy when it started raining but now he is unhappy and submerged under tension, what if this stormy raining will be continued then it will take away those seeds from ground. Little shower is beautiful but more will destroy him. The student whose exam on the head is completely unworried about the rain, because he just wants to study, study and study, in LED or in torch, doesn't matter either. For the swains this rainy night is all about romance and beautiful moments. For the old grandfather who is tired of reading newspaper everyday, this rain is to remember his better half who used to make hot pakoras and coffee for him in such a chill night. For the writer who is tired ofwriting about worldcup news everyday, this rain is to weave new poems for his lost lover. For the family whose home is made of raw bricks and soil, this rain is devil. For the child who had taken shelter under tree is curse, which will decide if he will see his tomorrow or not. The outer atmosphere is same if compared absolutely but relatively it is an angel to one and a devil to another. To some the situation won't affect a bit, to some it will give beautiful memories and to some it will end their all memories...

Our life is so similar, some rains will not affect us a bit, some rains will cherish us and some rains will destroy us. Sometimes we will be too strong for some problems and too frail for another. Problem is not a problem. The time matters, the situation matters. Everything is not in our hand but after this night sun will rise again. And so we need to understand, if this rain flew away your house then what will you do? Will you drop your tears in same flood or focus on collecting your things and courage to move on and to situate on this land once again and live happily once again. Sun rises everyday but our sun will rise only when, when we will let it rise. Our sun is in our hand. Sky will burst more rain but everytime it will make you more strong and then one time will come when no wind, no rain will have power to destroy you...you will be unbeatable. Have patience. Build the home once again, live once again, the bad is passed and worst is yet to come. Get up before the sun and dominate your life. It's not too late nor too early. Everything is on its own time. This too shall pass.