The Grey Sky

I was driving back from my office through the express way. The horizon was looking extremely haunting. The sky was covered with heavy clouds. They were darkest shade of grey I have seen.

This overbearing sight was pretty close to how I was feeling right then. I quickly took a glance at the speed at which I was going. Brought it down to the speed
limits… its easy to float away and get lost in thoughts and not sense the speed.

The clouds looked too heavy for the sky to hold on to. They looked like clinging on to the last bit of strength they had…and did not want to leave the sky. I could see some cracks at the edges of this heavy curtain of grey. The bright sun trying to break through from underneath. But the cloud cover was quick to take notice and bring the grey across.

Is there no way I would see the sun before I cross the 10 km hassle free ride? For some reason, I was comparing and connecting what I saw to what I had in my mind. I had faced one pretty big disappointment at work. A debacle, which I had thought I had covered. It was haunting me, and keeping me negative, sad. I tried hard to come to terms with the facts and was trying hard to put my thoughts ahead of this. But pretty much in vain, just like the sun underneath, I thought.

And then it happened. It poured. It rained like the clouds were torn apart. It rained briefly, but heavily and it stopped. I could see that the great grey curtain was broken into patches. And the sun beams were gushing through them and giving a majestic sparkle to the steel railings of the highway.

I felt a lot lighter at that moment. As I joined the city roads from the highway, only one thought came to my mind. No grey cover can stay long. It’s only a matter of time and it’s in our hands to find a way to make it rain.