The Baby and Rain

    Rain! One of the nature's gift on earth. It is often criticized by others when it falls unexpectedly. Much like an unexpected baby. It becomes embarrassing for them.
           The matter is their look out because here we're concerned with the babies and their world.

            We know the simple meaning of  rain that is 'water falling in drops from the clouds'.
   But for the babies its meaning is very much vibrant. As in when they start understanding things maybe after 12 months from birth, their true Umbrella (Mother) puts effort to explain the term rain in many stupid ways. For instance-

         A mother would tell a story where in the sky has groups of little ones and they are crying hard so the tears are being rained from their eyes, while the others would say 'some taps were left open in the sky which is why its raining'.
       How weird those babies would feel about that when they are grown up. Anyway Let that be!
     

        For me the world is like puddles made up of rain water where these tadpoles take birth so that means possibly 19 years back I was one of  them. When I opened my eyes in this puddle, I saw hardly any clothes on me. I said okay! Then right before the doctor decided to make me cry and do the honors of spanking me, I began crying and that he was deprived of the grand spanking.

       Rain drops don't choose places to fall, neither they choose shells to form a pearl. They are at liberty to fall everywhere. Likewise our babies fancy an airy environment to grow well for good deeds in the puddles of evil and later on become a freshwater pearl.