Thoughts
Unprecedented Rain Started My New Year
It gave me much time and space to look back at 2020 and what does it mean for the journey ahead.
Just like a well-choreographed performance, I woke up to a dark rainy stage on New Year’s Day. It went on until the final act concluded three days later. With the exception of a few intermissions, the rain carried the show well. It was heavy with emotions and consistent like clockwork, like a broadway star.
It was very unusual.
It is not known to rain as such this time of the year. There were flash floods all over and social media received a huge shipment of videos depicting chaos and irritated people splashed by water, courtesy of hybrid cars with sailing capabilities.
The long and winding road.
I had much time on my hand. There was only so much one can binge-watch in this 3 days quarantine. I started to frame the rain into context. This gave me the excuse to get all emotional.
Does the rain herald a new beginning by washing away the filth of 2020, or it is a prelude to a new season of the highly acclaimed disaster drama, 2020?
2020 was wicked. And that's an understatement.
