the conclusion to rainy season
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For many, rain is a nuisance. It's wet, it's gloomy and it gets in everything! We have simply gotten used to it. As for me, though, I often find the rain peaceful.
Rain for humans is like a coin. On one side, it brings life, rebirth and much-needed energy. On the other side, it causes accidents, floods and takes away the energy of those unable to embrace it. How the coin lands often depends on perspective.
Sure, it's probably a universal truth that floods suck, but remember context is key here. Rain, like everything in life, has a story to tell.
The thing we humans probably dislike about rain the most is its constant reminder that we are not in control. It never rains when we want it to, and it always does when we want it least. Basically every time I try to go swimming.
Rain pays no difference to anyone. It does not matter your skin color, your nation of origin, your class or even the words you have said during your eighth-grade speech, which still haunt you to this day.
Oh, just me then? Well, never mind that.
When we get into the rain, we all get wet. No one is better than another when you’re soaking wet and in desperate need of a Swiss Miss Hot Chocolate, the nectar of the gods.
Rain is the universal voice of humility. No matter what devices man has created to avoid the rain, it still comes. It still whittles away at our concrete jungle, and our contrite hearts.
Rain is the voice of those who work in the background. No tropical paradise, no farmers market, no urban center could exist without rain. It works tirelessly to provide for all living things and asks for nothing in return.
Hope this will help you... ✌
Explanation:
My Experience on A Rainy Day gives me sweet memories. Rains are blessings. Rains are a curse. If we could control rains and bring them on wherever we are in need or keep them off as long as we desires them, of course rains would be a blessing. But as it is, elements of nature are not under human control sometimes not to our liking. There was a day when it rained and I did not like it.
It was a holiday and I had planned to enjoy the day. I was to pay a visit to my sister at town which is at a distance of 75 kilometers form my place. Early that morning I started from house.
Even at that hour I could see bad weather ahead. Dark, smoky clouds threatened rain. I thought I would be safe if I got into a bus. As! It was in vain.
I was getting into the blue when it started raining and it’s rained the way it has never rained. Within a few minutes anyone was drenched to the skin. None got the time to get a shelter. In a very short time the roads were flooded. The traffic came to a standstill.
Visibility was reduced to a few meters. It poured so heavily that even there headlights of the bus could not pierce the thick sheet of water pouring form the sky. Water collected more speedily than it went down the drains.
The stalls and the temporary structures for the shops at the bus stop dripped. Those inside the shops and buses were in no way better than those outside on the road who were getting wet in utter helplessness. It soon became worse.
The stools, benches, chairs and small tables kept for customers outside the shops and stalls began to float in the rising streams of rain water. It was a pity to see people running after their articles.
A man running to catch a bench fell into a drain. He might have been swept away by the strong current but the water itself threw him out. The poor man stood for a moment looking dazed at the rushing water.
It rained for four hours during which period all activities came to a standstill. When at last the rain stopped, I was hardly in shape to carry on my journey. There was hardly any time left for the return trip.