The Rain of Life - Bibek Mishra
Getting Drenched is the only option you have . The rain is unexpected. Sometimes there are dark clouds to tease you and sometimes you have to face the rain from nowhere.Sometimes those rain drops are tiny packets of happiness , like scented flowers falling on you and making you flow. And Sometimes these rain drops are thousands of molecules of problems packed and they fall on you like, people throwing stones at you not leaving any part of your body.Some people are too lucky to face the flowered rain drops not because of their good deeds or anything. Sometimes inheritance works wonders. Some people earn those. Not all are lucky to face the stone drops and get completely dried from it.
Some cannot dry themselves and fall ill and eventually perish. Some are just born to struggle ,face the hailstorm. They are born when its raining cats and dogs and die the same way. They don't even get to choose a peaceful way to die.
This is the rain of life,sometimes all our efforts fall apart with the constant beating of the hail and attain life threatning injuries. Only few efforts of limited people are lucky enough to survive the uninvited calamities and few flourish to bring the constant showering of flowers.
You need to be under the right cloud at the right time. Not all black clouds are bad, some have flowers hidden in their darkness. We just need to find that. And some clouds are so bright that you fall in love with them and suddenly thet start degenerating leaving you to the place where the storms are vorn and the darker clouds lay their intentions clear.
This is the rain of life, No umbrella can stop it falling on you. No matter how hard you try to hide, because this rain is not just from above but it comes from all possible directions with unknown intentions. And we are born to face it whichever way it is.
Some cannot dry themselves and fall ill and eventually perish. Some are just born to struggle ,face the hailstorm. They are born when its raining cats and dogs and die the same way. They don't even get to choose a peaceful way to die.
This is the rain of life,sometimes all our efforts fall apart with the constant beating of the hail and attain life threatning injuries. Only few efforts of limited people are lucky enough to survive the uninvited calamities and few flourish to bring the constant showering of flowers.
You need to be under the right cloud at the right time. Not all black clouds are bad, some have flowers hidden in their darkness. We just need to find that. And some clouds are so bright that you fall in love with them and suddenly thet start degenerating leaving you to the place where the storms are vorn and the darker clouds lay their intentions clear.
This is the rain of life, No umbrella can stop it falling on you. No matter how hard you try to hide, because this rain is not just from above but it comes from all possible directions with unknown intentions. And we are born to face it whichever way it is.
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