"God" i said to myself when i realized i was standing since last half an hour waiting for a rickshaw to drop at my place, but believe me when it's raining in ahmedabad convincing a rickshaw is as difficult as convincing a girl that she was wrong and going through this not so interesting things my eyes fell on a kid, though the vision was quite blurred due to rains but the lights of the vehicles behind me acknowledged me that he is running in the puddle of water splashing the chocolaty water all over.
I was wondering why would the kid be in so hurry, why is he running but before i ask more questions to myself, he answered all of them by taking out a paper boat from his pocket and making it float through the flow of water, smiling with his achievement. Before i could have a more glance of his moments, a rickshaw came in front of me shouting "Shyamal!!", and you can't say no in this season, specially to a rickshaw wala in ahmedabad. and before i adjust myself in the not so comfortable ride to my place, three students hushed in laughing and making fun of each other, "I told it will be holiday in tution today" said the guy sitting in the corner tapping the shoulder of the guy beside him. "I know buddy but we would not have so much fun if you haven't listened to me" he replied giving a high-five to both of his friends and talking about their adventures of the day, I kept on listening like a wall with ears but somebody knocked this wall, ( i mean i just reached my place ). And the rain welcomed me with its shower as soon i step ahead on the lane to my place. " So disgusting atmosphere", the words sounded crystal clear in spite of the noisy surroundings but before i could check who is it, i saw a man wearing a formals coming from his office, asking me "Isn't it?" he asked looking at me, "Ya?!?!" but before i can say something more, he started again " This rain always target the office going people, i wore this new shirt today and it just spoiled it, I just hate this rain ", "It happens" i said and ran inside my place to save myself from this angry young man.
But observing all the things on my way back from office, i just realized how the way of looking at the scenario changes through the phase of life,
We enjoy the rain just with a paper boat when we are children, Friends are always mandatory to go out in rain when we grow up and finally when we are mature enough to feel and enjoy this amazing beauty of rain we start hating it.
Well it's person perspective to look at the world but today i got fortunate to look at the rain through the eyes of three different people.
And I guess that's how everything goes "The Way you see"
I was wondering why would the kid be in so hurry, why is he running but before i ask more questions to myself, he answered all of them by taking out a paper boat from his pocket and making it float through the flow of water, smiling with his achievement. Before i could have a more glance of his moments, a rickshaw came in front of me shouting "Shyamal!!", and you can't say no in this season, specially to a rickshaw wala in ahmedabad. and before i adjust myself in the not so comfortable ride to my place, three students hushed in laughing and making fun of each other, "I told it will be holiday in tution today" said the guy sitting in the corner tapping the shoulder of the guy beside him. "I know buddy but we would not have so much fun if you haven't listened to me" he replied giving a high-five to both of his friends and talking about their adventures of the day, I kept on listening like a wall with ears but somebody knocked this wall, ( i mean i just reached my place ). And the rain welcomed me with its shower as soon i step ahead on the lane to my place. " So disgusting atmosphere", the words sounded crystal clear in spite of the noisy surroundings but before i could check who is it, i saw a man wearing a formals coming from his office, asking me "Isn't it?" he asked looking at me, "Ya?!?!" but before i can say something more, he started again " This rain always target the office going people, i wore this new shirt today and it just spoiled it, I just hate this rain ", "It happens" i said and ran inside my place to save myself from this angry young man.
But observing all the things on my way back from office, i just realized how the way of looking at the scenario changes through the phase of life,
We enjoy the rain just with a paper boat when we are children, Friends are always mandatory to go out in rain when we grow up and finally when we are mature enough to feel and enjoy this amazing beauty of rain we start hating it.
Well it's person perspective to look at the world but today i got fortunate to look at the rain through the eyes of three different people.
And I guess that's how everything goes "The Way you see"
