Rain down on me

 

 

    So! It is rainy season in Kenya. Well, Nairobi seems to have been short changed on the amount of rainfall this 'short rain season'. The country is supposed to be experiencing elnino rains but unfortunately, I doubt we have received more than 5mm of droplets... or is it just where I live? Then again, the rest of the country is receiving normal rainfall... the normal amount that befalls them during this short season. I can only equate these rains to short sprouts of pleasurable golden showers instead of letting the flood gates run wild, wetting the whole place with magnificent drips! A de-justice yes? Well, the meteorological department did promise us huge amounts of floods! Isn't this the same promise men promise their suitors when they start courting? A whole night of intense pleasure never felt before? Or how women go all out promising to open all the flood gates only for both parties to disappoint immeasurably and by the end of it, you don't really have a choice but accept your 'partner' and their disappointing shortcoming? Well good people, our weather experts have made promises we are yet to fully be engrossed by so! We humbly accept their promise howbeit not fully.

    Yesterday as I was walking home: I am inclined to think I am walking for health reasons as I score 10,000 steps a day on my iPhone's health app but! The truth is, this economy doesn't give some of us a chance to crank our vehicles so, we have recoiled to benefiting our health. I digress! As I walked home yesternight in the awesome twilight and warmth of the night, arm interlocked in arm with my stallion night companion, It began to rain. My knight in shinning amour had to turn back to head to his house, I resulted to RUN. See, being born to a Kikuyu father means I am heavy set at the top. Picture it, a lass with a backpack running to overtake the rain holding her F sized breasts... Cumbersome picture. My heart gave out after a few meters as my breast were too heavy to hold in my arms seeing that they still swayed in all directions. Too much cardio work for my liking. I mean, my gym instructor is always complaining how bad I am at cardio. I will hold my breast when on the treadmill. He dropped me as a client. My breasts were too important!! I did not oppose. I will hold them when driving, letting go of the steering wheel when I hit an unexpected bump! Yes, I do not like them in motion! We have a very intimate relationship. I gave up trying to outrun the rain because? Who is mother nature? When she decides, you will get home dripping wet regardless of the fact you ran or not. She never disappoints! She will DRENCH you. So! I stopped, raised my arms facing the clouds as if to thank the universe for the rains and burst out laughing. I swear people passing by must have thought I was nuts! Motorists slowed down and rolled their windows a bit to mellow at the spectacle... Either that or they thought I had gone mad. But! It really was something scintillating to watch.. I imagine. I let the rain drops gently slap my oily face and drip down my whole body. My hands were drenched and I can swear the rain touched my soul... I could feel the water drenching my clothes and dampen my body enough to penetrate to my organs. It is a feeling like no other. I felt all my owes and troubles wash away. Nothing else mattered! Not the fellow pedestrians staring at me like a mad woman, not the motorists flashing lights at me... all that mattered was that special moment I shared with the universe. I can swear I heard mellow sweet soft whispers and felt warm kisses as the drops touched my body. The universe spoke to me. Just as I was trying to understand that moment, brisk as it has started, the clouds dried out and I was left there facing the sky looking like I was asking it why it had to dry up that fast! Could it be that humans are teaching Mother Nature their ways? Their failed promises of a promise to deliver but falling short? Going dry just when its getting good?

    To say that I was disappointed in the five minutes of ecstasy filled plight is a misjudgment! I lowered my dripping head and dropped my drenched arms in disappointment shouting "REALLY?" at the pitch darkness... then continued to walk home. There was no reason arguing with Mother Nature. She had decided and I had to abide. The time might have been limiting but! That is a moment I look forward to again and again. Maybe that is why women do not mind one minute men? The universe explains things in metaphoric actions. Maybe it is preparing me for my next relationship? Short but sweet.