The Rain-Effect
Outside, it’s raining with such furore you would wonder why the Heaven is so eager in cascading so much water down on Earth. And the intensity of this rain is such that you feel as if there is a curtain around the house and you are a prisoner not meant to lift that curtain and leave your haven. Sometimes I wonder where so much water goes. Of course I know that the Earth sucks it all up and uses it for noble causes (and sometimes, not so noble causes, namely landslides, flood et al.) But really, when you look at the sky, it’s just vacant except for some clouds, and sometimes even clouds aren't there, and yet (by some miracle; which you will call a natural phenomenon with reasonable scientific explanation) water pours down as if by magic. Just like that. Out of thin air. If I’m not too occupied to be fazed by the problem rain creates while I’m about to go out or while I am out, I could look at it and be amazed till it actually stops. I would like to call it the rain-effect.