I’m A Child Of The Rain, At Home In The Soil


This reminds me of the first time I actually ‘experienced’ a thunderstorm as a child. I was a little over 7 years old, and had been playing in the back garden quietly, with dolls and imaginary friends alike. Augusts in Lahore are monsoon months, with heavy rain coming down at unexpected moments. Before I knew it, I was caught in a shower.

For a minute, I didn’t react. Rain was something I hadn’t felt before. To be alone in the middle of a walled garden with rain pattering around me, was well, a fairytale of sorts for me. I remember sitting there, getting drenched quite willingly, and feeling the happiest I’ve ever felt. To this day, I’ve loved rain. A rainy day makes me ecstatic, to say the least.

Anyway, coming back to the childhood memory, I sat there in the downpour until it got dark. And then something else happened. I saw lightning and heard thunder, until my heart was pounding. And still I didn’t move. For some reason, I didn’t go inside, and learned not to be scared of thunderstorms right there and then. Rain reminds me of that memory and the smell of the earth and how independently happy I felt there. Wherever I am, I’ll always be happy in the rain, in water slicked soil…and the more thunder, the better.



11 Comments Add yours

    1. Viva Violet says:

      Thank you for stopping by! 😀

  1. djmatticus says:

    Bring on the sound and light show! Growing up in the desert we didn’t get thunderstroms very often, but when we did they were usually impressive. Now that I live on the coast they are just a distant memory. Though I’ve gotten to experience some really good ones the last couple summers while camping and backpacking in the Sierra Mountains.

    1. Viva Violet says:

      Wow. Backpacking sounds so much fun. I have it on my bucket list :D. And I don’t know how I could survive without thunderstorms. I hope everyone associates good things with them 🙂

  2. Purnimodo says:

    in love with your title!!

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