The rain pour heavily today with lighting, thunder and strong wind few minutes before work end. Dang, the bell rang and I look out from the window, the wind looks gentle although rain is still heavy. Decided still to drive home thought I could handle it by driving slowly. I drive at an average of 65km/h this time. Anyway, the heavy rain actually blurred my vision, the road is slippery and I wasn't focusing much on the vehicles in front of me but the ground to see if there's any accumulate water which cover up the road hole. Nearly gotten myself into an accident, and luckily I manage to step on the brake, a sudden sharp brake I made with high pitch sound from nowhere. I actually shiver, my heart skip a beat and continuously beating fast, thanks god I'm alive. Got to be really careful the next time. And I guess, next time if it's rain I shall stay in the company for a little while.
A scene actually caught my attention while I was jamming half way at the toll. A truck carrying few workers with an open wooden body while the rain is pouring so heavily. I saw a few workers is holding themselves each a plastic board on top of their head trying to keep off from the rain but does that help? Maybe a little. So there's another worker I saw just let the rain hit on his face, his body and kind of soaking his hair and clothes in the rain (water). Looking at their face I know that they are helpless, they aren't have a choice to choose, that's their life they are struggling and holding on. My heart ache a little.
Still there's people out there love rain. They love how the rain drop, how the rain sound. There's people who love to drench themselves into the rain for fun or maybe to wash away their sorrow.
What does rain means to you?
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