Rain ! Nothing else!

Its raining. Like the battalion that ties its movement to a rhythm, the rain here outside my window is following a painfully organized pattern. Like an auto-looped screensaver, its been raining in the same angle, speed and texture for two days now. Its an unfamiliar rain. One that does not bring the fragrance of the earth with it. This rain does not have colors. No muddy water that forms a river. No kids that make paper boats. No sounds of women running with buckets to collect water from the cantilever pipes. No sound of those plastics.

This rain comes with many riders. This is "Dont drench in me. Your insurance may not pay for your common cold" rain. This is "I am used to being a boring sky to earth passenger with predictability and I always follow the set path to the drain" rain. This is "I am wiped more by your car wipers than the hands of those gleeful kids that wipe me from their temples" rain.

There is no asbestos sheet here in the neighbors house that drums down the rain. This isnt the rain that invites itself into your house. This is the rain that is used to flow elegantly along the glass panes of a closed window. This rain does not even entice the frogs to search for the mates. This rain is not going to be discussed, as in this place no one gets drenched, nor do they have the need to save its water for cooking tomorrow.

This rain is not used to amuzement. It neither makes news nor is it considered an event. Its rain. its just that!