What's Your? - Confession Day 5 *UPDATED*

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Yellow! 
Day 5. You can know about the routine here.

 So today's confession is about RAIN. What is your favourite memory of it? Confess it! [FACEBOOK PEOPLE YOU CAN JOIN IN TOO]
You can write your confessions on your respective blogs, mail the links for the same at akanksha1293@gmail.com.
OR, if you don't want to reveal your identity, and think your story might embarrass you, no problemó! You can mail your confessions to me, and I, and only I would be witnessing your confessions. They would only be posted on my blog - no identity revealed. I'd be your confession box.



"Some people feel the rain,
Others just get wet"
- Bob Marley


 Somewhere in 2006.
"Come on. Please. Sirf ek baar."
"I hate the place it's becoming out there. No way."
"Pleeeeaaaassseeeeee? You find it okay to play football in mud, but are uncomfortable to walk in the rain?"
"Arrrggghhh. Woh football hai. Get lost."
"Please?"
"God! Fine."
Goes out. Gets wet.
"Is this making sense to you? Getting wet? I have a shower in my bathroom, you know."
"Shhh. Just wait. Rain's about to stop."
Waits impatiently.
"Now look. Up there."
"Where? I don't see no nothing. Dude, what are you trying to......Woah!"
"I love you."
The conversation in imprinted forever in my memory. That walk in the rain changed everything for me. Nothing more to say. 
The post will be updated late night. You can even have the morning to yourself, if you wish.

 Overloaded with work,
Ak.

Comments

  1. Raj26 January 2013 at 07:45

    i was barely awake when i started reading. and now i am like, what just happened?

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Akanksha26 January 2013 at 12:05

      Is that a good thing?

      Delete
    2. Raj26 January 2013 at 12:17

      hell yes. :)

      i wonder what it would feel to be a part of something like that.
      in my novel... something similar happens. a little differenelt i suppose. :)

      Delete
    3. Akanksha29 January 2013 at 22:28

      Feels amazing.

      Delete

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