When it rains

Without love, what is life? - Long, long way to go, Def Leppard


When it rains, what do you do? Besides, running out to collect the clothes, that is.

Whenever it rains and pours, it's nice to sit down and listen to it. As it splatters on the gravel, the little pitter-pattering on the window panes, as it flows down slopy grounds, it's one of the best music that Mother Nature has ever orchestrated. Ever realise how clear everything is after the rain? The trees seem greener, the sky looks bluer than ever, the air smells fresh with that earthy smell that the rain brings, rainbows may peek out, prisms of colour framing fluffy white clouds. It's as if everything comes to life again.

One thing I like to do when it rains, is to think, really explore the hidden depths of my mind and dig out whatever thoughts there are in there, turn it round and round, scrutinize the many facets of it, and later dispose of it. I've been more of a thinker than anything else, and today's one of those days, it's raining now, a mere drizzle no doubt, but it's comforting as I let it envelope me. Ensconced in it's soothing rhythm. With 'popera' lending it's deep, velvety, rich melody to it all, it's a beautiful day to sit and ponder.

They say that if you want to see the rainbow, you must first endure the rain. Well, I think the rain isn't too much to bear is it? Anyway, all this talk of rain and all has it's purpose. Today's quote led me to do some thinking. It's a song I've listened to lots of times before, but it's only today that this line hit me. Without love, what is life. Well, there are lots of other things to life other than lost love. Of course, the sting is there initially, but after that, I really don't understand all the fuss people make because of it. They wallow in self pity, refuse to eat, cry their eyes out, cry themselves to sleep and cry when they wake up because they think life is too unbearable without 'love'. Note, I'm talking about the love that couples share, not the familial love. That love, is ever consistent, I think that no matter, the love your family lavishes on you is the most unique, exquisite kind. That love, will never change, it only grows deeper each day, as it blooms into bouquets after bouquets of undying love.

Anyway, back to where I was before I digressed. I think it's very silly to expect the sun to stop shining, the seas to stop reaching the shores, the earth to stop spinning and you to stop existing simply because of something past. In fact, it's sad, very sad that most 'love songs' are about love lost. About wanting to cry, to drink into oblivion, to not live anymore, of dying spirits and broken hearts left unmended....isn't it extremely depressing and a tad selfish at the same time. There are more important things in the world, there are people dying of hunger, malnutrition, losing loved ones in wars, children suddenly losing the security of what they held dear, children having to take all kinds of abuse because they're vulnerable and defenseless and here we are, singing of something trivial in comparison. Why is it that they fight to survive every day and can carry on living, but we don't want to continue living and think the world has to come to an end simply because things didn't turn out the way we wanted it to? Who are the real heroes here? Who needs more empathy but who's getting more sympathy most of the time? Besides that, why do we endlessly allow someone to put our emotions at the end of yo-yos and play with it?

Revenge is sweet they say. But, the best revenge is in living life to the most, to be happy and to prove to the world that though you're bruised, you're unscathed. These experiences only make you stronger. It enriches your mind and feeds your soul. It's alright to feel the pain, it's only human. But, after that, lift your chins, dry those tears, and look around you. There are so many beautiful things around us. Things we missed because we were too busy looking for something else. Things that have always been there for us. Besides that, what's the use of pining over something that has never been there in the first place. I'm dedicating this post to a few close friends who share my thoughts. A guy who makes you cry isn't worth it and a guy who's worth it will never make you cry. When they say that a broken heart never mends, I beg to differ. It depends on where you look for the cure. Why go back to the person who caused it to let it be broken again? There are tons of other people who love you for who you are, and they'll be there for you no matter what. They'll mend your heart when they give you a part of theirs. And, there's always the unconditional love God has for his children. I think that if you're bleeding, God feels the pain for you, even more than you do yourself. He'll heal you, He'll put that smile back on your lips, and you'll find your laughter again in due time. He'll send his angels in the form of your family and friends. And he'll mend your broken wings, so you may fly high once again. I think the greatest love comes in this equation...

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Before that, have a blessed Good Friday. Remember God's great grace and undying, unconditional love for each and every one of us. He is our Father in heaven and on earth. Besides, may rainbows lift your woes after every 'rain'.