"Listen, what a wonderful piece of music,” my sister whispered.
Standing in front of the balcony, we quietly enjoyed the peaceful moment that gently calmed the heart of the bustling city. The unorganized yet soothing notes carefully tinkled by the drops of rain were so vividly heard in my ears as I slowly closed my eyes. I could even feel the drops of water that condensed on my eyelids as the cold damp breeze blew unto my face while twirling softly through my messy hair. The street in front of my house which was usually packed with cars and people was now empty- lying down silently in between the houses luxuriating in the cleansing bath.
That moment was so wonderfully tranquil and serene. But more importantly, I loved the fresh air after the rain. The air was as if completely cleansed and purified by the streams of water poured down from heaven. No more dirt. No more pollutants. In fact, I always liked to anticipate the appearance of rainbow every time after the rain because I vaguely remembered, when I was young, my eldest brother told me that rainbow symbolised the promise of God that He would not destroy the mankind through flood anymore after the great big flood back in Noah’s time. Even though by then, I couldn’t really apprehend the meaning behind it, every time I saw the rainbow I felt relieved. Besides, I always thought that the rainbow looked like a big curved slide. One day I could just sit on it and slide my way down to the place I want to go. Whee~~ That’s not all. I loved the combination of the seven colours, they were distinctly beautiful.
However, all these appreciations did not apply to the scary thunder monster, not even to a dot. By mentioning it, the image of me and sister running into my mum’s room during a thunder storm in the middle of a night immediately flashed back into my mind. Initially, we were woken up the roaring thunder roll and we tried to calm each other down by hugging snugly together. Obviously, we failed terribly. As the deafening strike attacked our eardrum once again, both of us jumped to our feet and dashed into my mum’s room. Without any delay, we dived into her embrace and stayed closely to her for the whole night.
Well….. All these were the memories ages ages ago.
As I was away from my comfort zone, the fearful heart of mine was made even more vulnerable. I used to love the restful atmosphere created by the rain, but now, whenever it rained, a tinge of lonesome stung my heart. The wind seemed to be howling in solitary. The raindrops seemed to be so detested by the pedestrians. The numbness of my feet seemed to be exaggerating the yearning of mine to go back to my warm family. But all I have now is a just rugged blanked which my mum taught me how to sew when I was 15 years old. It was just a breathless and emotionless blanket to keep me warm. Not to mention about the lonely thunder storm night when I had to pretend that I didn’t hear anything but just continue sleeping under my blanket. My initial love towards the rain had faded gradually but my anxiety towards the thunder effect was heightened over the years…
All these while I had decided not to express it, neither writing nor talking it out, to avoid entertaining the emotion because I know it is useless and it will only exemplified it. It’s only until I meet you. The night when you held me tightly during that storm had given my fearful heart a restful comfort. Even though I was half asleep, I could still feel your arms around me and I was so comfortably reassured of your protection and love…………..
How I wish you could be there for me in every single rainy day?
How I wish you could hug my shivering body whenever I trembled unconsciously during my sleep over the thunder storm?
How I wish I could hear you telling me that the thunder was just another sound effect from the computer every time my heart beats uncontrollably faster when it roars?
How I wish I could have you as my heater whenever my toes and fingers are cold?
How I wish I could hear your voice instead of these monotonous sounds from the raindrop?
How I wish………………. I could…………………..
Standing in front of the balcony, we quietly enjoyed the peaceful moment that gently calmed the heart of the bustling city. The unorganized yet soothing notes carefully tinkled by the drops of rain were so vividly heard in my ears as I slowly closed my eyes. I could even feel the drops of water that condensed on my eyelids as the cold damp breeze blew unto my face while twirling softly through my messy hair. The street in front of my house which was usually packed with cars and people was now empty- lying down silently in between the houses luxuriating in the cleansing bath.
That moment was so wonderfully tranquil and serene. But more importantly, I loved the fresh air after the rain. The air was as if completely cleansed and purified by the streams of water poured down from heaven. No more dirt. No more pollutants. In fact, I always liked to anticipate the appearance of rainbow every time after the rain because I vaguely remembered, when I was young, my eldest brother told me that rainbow symbolised the promise of God that He would not destroy the mankind through flood anymore after the great big flood back in Noah’s time. Even though by then, I couldn’t really apprehend the meaning behind it, every time I saw the rainbow I felt relieved. Besides, I always thought that the rainbow looked like a big curved slide. One day I could just sit on it and slide my way down to the place I want to go. Whee~~ That’s not all. I loved the combination of the seven colours, they were distinctly beautiful.
However, all these appreciations did not apply to the scary thunder monster, not even to a dot. By mentioning it, the image of me and sister running into my mum’s room during a thunder storm in the middle of a night immediately flashed back into my mind. Initially, we were woken up the roaring thunder roll and we tried to calm each other down by hugging snugly together. Obviously, we failed terribly. As the deafening strike attacked our eardrum once again, both of us jumped to our feet and dashed into my mum’s room. Without any delay, we dived into her embrace and stayed closely to her for the whole night.
Well….. All these were the memories ages ages ago.
As I was away from my comfort zone, the fearful heart of mine was made even more vulnerable. I used to love the restful atmosphere created by the rain, but now, whenever it rained, a tinge of lonesome stung my heart. The wind seemed to be howling in solitary. The raindrops seemed to be so detested by the pedestrians. The numbness of my feet seemed to be exaggerating the yearning of mine to go back to my warm family. But all I have now is a just rugged blanked which my mum taught me how to sew when I was 15 years old. It was just a breathless and emotionless blanket to keep me warm. Not to mention about the lonely thunder storm night when I had to pretend that I didn’t hear anything but just continue sleeping under my blanket. My initial love towards the rain had faded gradually but my anxiety towards the thunder effect was heightened over the years…
All these while I had decided not to express it, neither writing nor talking it out, to avoid entertaining the emotion because I know it is useless and it will only exemplified it. It’s only until I meet you. The night when you held me tightly during that storm had given my fearful heart a restful comfort. Even though I was half asleep, I could still feel your arms around me and I was so comfortably reassured of your protection and love…………..
How I wish you could be there for me in every single rainy day?
How I wish you could hug my shivering body whenever I trembled unconsciously during my sleep over the thunder storm?
How I wish I could hear you telling me that the thunder was just another sound effect from the computer every time my heart beats uncontrollably faster when it roars?
How I wish I could have you as my heater whenever my toes and fingers are cold?
How I wish I could hear your voice instead of these monotonous sounds from the raindrop?
How I wish………………. I could…………………..
*Well, the description is slightly exagerrated just for the effect..^^ a random piece^^*
Emo mo.......
