A rainy sermon...

I was staring through my window, I could see thousands of sparkling droplets of rain on the glass window outside. All of them waiting for the next drop of rain to fall on them. When it does, a drop reach from nowhere and both of them combined to form a big drop and slide down through the glass, eating all drops on the way and growing in size and speed on its way  towards destination, the SUCCESS.

I was trying to concentrate on the next drop which is going to speed up, it was a random selection.

There were others, who were missed in that random selection, but still big enough to make a move my themselves. The fate didn't chose them, but they were with some stuff inside, a fire inside,  a desire to chase their own dreams. Very similar to all of us. Now it’s their turn. It wasn't  what they wanted to do caught me, but it was what they actually did.

As I was seeing , each of them was slowly making their move, they weren't trying  to grab the destination directly, as the stuff in them didn't quantify that.

They were pacing towards the nearest drop on its way, joining had with them. Each of this union made them strong and fast, and within no time they as a team made their way.  The smaller ones where lucky as they were just picked up by the bigger ones, not even knowing their destination, but they were moving as well. Simple but true.

Opportunity is random, it is just our turn we are waiting for.  Do it yourself or , wait for fate to chose you.

We are all like those small drops, picked up by the larger one, that’s why we are here. Its true that we are also moving ,but  towards the destination chosen by the bigger ones.

We made our mindset already. are we thinking about where we wanted to go, rather than marching towards where we are told to ?

“Manoooo!”

A sweet gist in that call pulled me back to reality.

“You are late to go home , Duffer!”,  that brisk Coorgi  accent was making my move faster.

I turned back towards my life,  with a simper on my lips, let the rain go on in its way.