That day I was happy because the wind embraced me and the rain kissed me. Wind and the rain were the two I considered as my best friends. They came to meet me often. We stepped on the wet green grass. We danced and sang. The grass smiled as it watched us dance. The birds chirped and sang with us. The flowers and the trees swayed with the songs. They created a wonderful scene leaving me happy like never before. Then they went away, like they always did.
The sun came out as clouds gave way to it. The sunrays fell on the wet grounds, the water in the puddles shone. The sunlight came and stood with me, holding my hands, as it said to me. “Do not trust wind and rain, they’ll hurt you and you’ll be left all alone.” I did not listen to her. I sat under the tree beside the beautiful flowers and let my imagination steal me away.
Next time wind and rain came again. We sang, we danced and we laughed. But then all of a sudden the clouds roared and lightening struck the tips of the trees. Rain began to run faster and faster. Wind stared at me angrily, coiled around me tightly and it blew harshly, slapping my face with its long fingers. Then it went around the trees leaving them bare. The flowers lied down to save themselves. The birds hid somewhere. Together they ruined my surroundings. The birds never sang to me and the flowers turned their faces away at my sight. None of them trusted me anymore.
The next time wind and rain came I never went out to them. They laughed at me, called me names, called me a fool. But when they went away, the sun came out. Its rays shown as rays of hope to me. They kissed me, hugged me and said, “Don’t worry we’ll always be there for you.” My smile came back again. The birds sang around me, the flowers smiled too and they brought gifts of love for me. I could not see love but the feeling of love and the aroma of flowers never escaped my heart and mind. I loved them as they all waited for me to recover.
The sun came out as clouds gave way to it. The sunrays fell on the wet grounds, the water in the puddles shone. The sunlight came and stood with me, holding my hands, as it said to me. “Do not trust wind and rain, they’ll hurt you and you’ll be left all alone.” I did not listen to her. I sat under the tree beside the beautiful flowers and let my imagination steal me away.
Next time wind and rain came again. We sang, we danced and we laughed. But then all of a sudden the clouds roared and lightening struck the tips of the trees. Rain began to run faster and faster. Wind stared at me angrily, coiled around me tightly and it blew harshly, slapping my face with its long fingers. Then it went around the trees leaving them bare. The flowers lied down to save themselves. The birds hid somewhere. Together they ruined my surroundings. The birds never sang to me and the flowers turned their faces away at my sight. None of them trusted me anymore.
The next time wind and rain came I never went out to them. They laughed at me, called me names, called me a fool. But when they went away, the sun came out. Its rays shown as rays of hope to me. They kissed me, hugged me and said, “Don’t worry we’ll always be there for you.” My smile came back again. The birds sang around me, the flowers smiled too and they brought gifts of love for me. I could not see love but the feeling of love and the aroma of flowers never escaped my heart and mind. I loved them as they all waited for me to recover.
