Have been looking skyward and hoping for days.

Yesterday, I was leaving for the Resonate office with some charts I’d made, and a few drops of rain fell on me. Trust the day when I have fragile charts with me to be the day it would rain, I grumbled as I hurried to get a rickshaw. Unfortunately, it didn’t rain after I got the rickshaw either.

Spent a nice day in the office, and walked out to the smell of wet earth, though the ground looked dry. I guess it was still wet in the playground next door. The rickshaw ride back showed wetter and wetter roads as I approached home. It wasn’t raining.

The first thing my mother-in-law asked as I walked in was if I got wet. She knew how much I’d been waiting for the rain… Unfortunately, it seemed to have rained everywhere except where I was

I held hope about the overcast sky all evening, night and today, though it seems lighter now.

The window is wide open. If I see it raining, I’m walking out to get wet. Maybe I’ll dance like a peacock.

Update: The sky is now clear. I wonder where all that gloomy grey from yesterday went without delivering on its promise. Darn!