I walked with the rain gods today

The skies opened up
not pitter patter,
nor slow-burn romance
the hell & spitfire kind
real rain
&
i was caught in the middle

For two seconds i
consider
the thatched bus stop
people huddle there
irate unmoved unaffected
watch while wait
no.
i walk on

It made friends of
two fruit vendors
selling papayas.
Now under one umbrella
they forget to compete
enjoy each-others
collective warmth

Uneven roads turn even
old cars shine anew
grounds turn green
cricket ball skids through
people in the rain
we glow
laugh & gurgle
like
new born kids.

There are sights
that are unusual
lady drenched
yet stands like stone
under a tree.
A dog in chain
held back
from
running in the rain

Suddenly it ended
like the heavens
said
continue your walk
I will be back
To show you
things in a light
you don’t see
otherwise.


Published by appamprawns

soni writes about children and people in controlled spaces, in his quest for appam stew. homi writes in the hope of being able to buy prawns to make patiyo.

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