Stormy Days

Stormy Days..Those were the days i used 2 await with eagerness and sincerity and great fervour wayback during school days. The reason being obvious. Holidays used to be declared impromptu!!!!! Aw what bliss and glee it used to be then....Go outside in the rain and play in the muddy puddles with your chums, without a care about the world.Get hold of any scrap paper you could try out different shapes of sails.....and watch your heart float in pleasure when your sail travels the longest.When the last of the twilight fades get back home 2 mom's warm supper...

Life has it's own way of throwing suprises. Now as a young responsible working adult, I have come to hate the stormy days that i once used to adore.It means traversing the muddywaters,fighting with the autowallahas over the fare,navigating the traffic and getting in time to work. Eating cold packed lunches,and looking out of the window constantly with a longing pair of eyes hoping it would stop raining so that you can get back home early. Once in a while though the childishness tries to poesses you and you become adventuorous and try to venture out in the rain. At other times you get anxious enough that you try and check every other wheather bulletin around, with the same longing as in your childdays that holidays would be declared in your workplace. you start dreaming how you could sleep through the day catch up on backlogs that has been behind your mind for a while and do so many other things wishing it would rain a bit heavier...

Wonder what suprises will life have in store for me in stormy days to come....