Once in a rain…(A short Story)

Once in a rain…(A short Story)

It was a very pleasant cool dusk after a heavy rain and a storm and it was the commencement of south west monsoon. It looks like the mother earth expected this heavenly shower, very calm and happiness is present everywhere. It is the sign of a new beginning and mother earth signaled by a pleasant smell giving out when she has received the first drop of the rain that she is ready to give birth to new lives. He breathed in a gallon of this cold air, even though he was not able to control the storm in his heart, which may be an end of a season and a beginning of another.

His eyes gone in to the darkness even in that beautiful twilight and his mind stormed with lots of memories but once it was his life. But, these memories are not colorful and not beautiful as it was alive. His mind flooded with a number of questions, unanswered questions. A wonderful story can be written when a story writer can read his mind, but it is true that one cannot read others mind. Because, mind is dynamic and many people take decision with their head not consulting with their heart. There are some people who always consult their heart but not head before a decision and he was one of them. Lightning flashed in his head and he felt the thunders in his heart when she refused his gift of pearl that he collected from the deepest of the sea. He asked her again and again why cannot her accept his gift specially collected for her, but she kept her answer with no.

It started to rain again and the thunders in his heart made his eyes to join with the Mother Nature. His eyes flooded with water as the memories flashed in his mind. Each scene came to his mind as a moving pictures but it was black and white starting from her face when he met her the first time, the rapidly blinking eyes with the trembling lips and the pupil blossomed when he revealed his love. She was not only his princess and he forgot that she was a princess of a country, and he was her servant. These are all simply white stones for her and she forgot it was his love. He walked out of her palace and the heaven was pouring water still and it looked like heaven was also joining with his heart. He thrown those pearls in to the ground and it also joined with the dance of the rain drops and splashed together.