Sep 27, 2009

The Smell of Rain


Last Monday, we decided we were going to walk the perimeter of the estate. But alas, that little grey cloud that did not look at all threatening, decided we should not take that walk.
Half way up the road, the drops started, my kids and I, we looked at each other and sighed.
They were on wheels so they rushed back. I was on foot but I decided not to rush.
What's a little wet, most of all I wanted to smell the rain.
From my earliest years, this is one of the moments I  replay in my head, I have always enjoyed the smell of rain.  I look up into the endless sky like I did since the land before time, but still 'I cannot see where the rain starts from'.

Sometimes before it reaches us, I can get the scent of it and look forward to its' arrival.
It brings to mind memories of playing carefree in the garden, the field, of netball days, watching the rain from my childhood home window, images of wet green leaves fluttering from the drops.
I can't really pinpoint what it does for my senses - the clean air or the cleaning process, the grey sky,  the torrential sound and then the stillness after the rain.
Perhaps it's the nostalgia that connects it; after all rain has been a constant throughout my life.

7 comments:

  1. It's great time stood still for you. Enjoy it, there aren't many such moments. Blessings to you and kids.

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  2. Hi Gaia, it's a bit like why we like sitting on the playground swing..:)
    God Bless you and your boy.

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  3. I love the rain too... I love how it washes the air and everything around and leaves it ready for a new start.

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  4. Anonymous27/9/09

    I love the smell of durians, reminds me of the 'kampong' days.

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  5. So many times we miss the beautiful moments of our life.. you somehow caught the rare moment and enjoyed it.
    My kids are the ones who love to get wet in rain and enjoy the Indian monsoon to the fullest.

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  6. Farila, you are so right about that, so rare because we hardly stop to pause. I'm always rushing. I'm sure there are many such moments that we each will have but whether we can be conscious of the moment (as opposed to our auto-mode) and decide to savour it, is really dependent on whether we are able to be more aware in the present.. (tough order).. we can try.
    Thanks for leaving your thoughts.

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  7. and I meant to everybody..

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