If you remember,
there's a wonderful scene in Forrest Gump (1994) when Tom Hanks is in
a Vietnamese jungle. It's drizzling one moment and sheer sunshine,
another. He's amazed by what just happened but keeps walking through
tall weeds. I always wondered what does that mean. Crying one moment
and laughing, another. Dead sleepy one moment and eyes wide awake,
another. Feeling hungry one moment and full, another. Whoever said
change is constant couldn't be righter than during these very
moments. This morning, as i reached the balcony to feed water to my
plants, it started raining all of a sudden. I was standing there
going “WOW!” with my bucket before it stopped raining—barely
after 30 seconds or so—as randomly as it started. My plants got
their fill so i couldn't complain. Just that it felt like a prank
from above. As if Lord Indra (or whoever is in charge) was saying “I
got this!” with a wicked smile.
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