I had always taken shelter from the rain, always.
If I was forewarned and so well prepared, there were raincoats or umbrellas to shelter me. In earlier years, we were always discouraged from getting willingly drenched in the rain. That was probably a good thing too...If at all we got drenched, while still with a raincoat/umbrella, our hair was promptly blow dried and we changed into warm clothes.
This perspective that 'getting wet in rain is bad' probably found its way into my unconscious. But I can confidently say that I (or for that matter any one in my family) never felt 'rain is bad' at any time. Yeah, our feet (salwars, footwear) will be a mess especially if we were unlucky enough to wade through the waters near the main road! That would be horrible!! Some strange and questionable things would wind around our feet! Whew, I even shudder to recall that now!
With only a few hours of rain that junction of our road leading to the main road would become one unspeakable mess. It really helped that our home was right on the top floor :)
we would only see the beauty of the showers from the cloud (well not so high) perspective; we would be oblivious to the 'ground reality'!
Well, at least now, I am happy that I got a chance to get actually drenched in the recent rains. Wow! it was a great experience. It was similar to standing under a water fall, sans the force. It wasn't even like taking shower - the temperature of water for one. Rain has a softness about it - even if it's a great downpour. It was refreshing. The rain did seem to clear the cobwebs of my mind.
Within only five minutes of standing in the rain, I was completely wet. And within seconds my teeth were chattering away!
I was doubly thankful for the warm clothes and was happy I could admire the rain with a steaming plate of rice (it was lunch time)
I am sure my scalp and hair would have thanked me immensely; and here I am thanking the Maker for sending those rain-giving clouds my way.
