Puddle and Splash: The kid from the good old days

I must confess, i am not a big fan of getting wet in the rain. But still there are lot of things associated with rains that I love. Like watching the rain falling at night specially when it is quiet all around and you can let your thoughts wander, waking up to the sound of that early morning rain, admiring the beauty of nature after it has rained when everything looks like it has been washed and cleaned and extra green. There was one particular thing that I loved doing when I was a kid, also associated with the rains. Somehow I forgot all about it, like many other things, and got busy growing up and doing things that grown ups do. Splashing in the puddle of that rainy water and letting that kid in me go wild doing that. Yes, my definition of adventure has always been different. I didn't care about anything, not my clothes, nor friends or mummy's scolding. The fact was it made me happy, actually really types really happy. Plus it was fun and I enjoyed it.

It was a typical Monday evening returning back from work walking back to my humble abode watching the world pass by suddenly a puddle brought that kid in me back from the good old days. Though unlike the good old days I did looked around to make sure no one was there to doubt my sanity. As soon as I got my chance, i rushed towards the puddle and SPLASH. and SMILE and HAPPINESS. It still was fun and I still enjoyed it.

I know it seems childless but I was happy and it made my day. About the etiquette and the rules of the grown up world, well, I am sure they wouldn't have minded being excused for few minutes as I had an old friend to catch up with.