Rain & Beauty

It was a wet spring in April. As it began to rain, people in the street rushed to the nearby business premises along the street to take cover from the rain. Several people who got wet from the rain entered a small cafe. Ali was sipping his favorite daily tea when a young woman caught his eye. She was among the people who ran away from the rain. Like the others, she also got wet from the heavy rain. At first glance, Ali noticed that the girl was beautiful. She was in her mid-twenties. Ali was dazzled by the charm and good looks of the girl. The wet clothes revealed her beauty and womanhood even more. It seemed to him that she was the most beautiful woman that he had ever seen. He looked and stared at her with awe and great appreciation. He wanted the girl to be his girlfriend badly or at least to make her accept a dance with him under the rainy sky.

The dark sky was still raining cats and dogs when Ali stood up and walked towards the girl. Looking at her from his chair for a long time was nothing compared to standing in front of her. He looked at her eyes. He smiled and she smiled with shyness and a little bit of confusion. A dimple on her left cheek appeared. It was an ethereal and angelic beauty. No one could stand in front of such a beautiful woman without feeling nervous and babbling. He hesitated before he said, “I am sorry to disturb you. I wonder if you don’t mind dancing with me in the rain!” 

The woman was speechless. She didn’t know what to say. She kept silent for seconds staring at Ali with bewilderment. A long silence lasted between them before the woman said to Ali, “Sure!” 

Ali couldn’t believe what he had just heard. It was like a dream or like he was hallucinating. Ali took the woman’s purse, put it on his table and grabbed her hand gently while looking at her with a wide smile. Seconds later they were outside of the cafe.  He was still grabbing her hand when he began to spin her in a circle. At first, it seemed like she was not into the dance or she might not know how to act. But after she noticed the innocence of Ali’s face, she stretched her other hand and grabbed his hand. They spun in a circle with joy and laughed under the pouring sky. While spinning around, they looked at the sky with closed eyes; drops of the rain fell directly on their faces. They kept doing this for minutes and it was still raining heavily.

Neither of them knew how to dance well. They were just moving from here to there. At least he knew that holding the waist of the fair sex is a basic technique while dancing. He held her waist and she put her hands over his neck. They began to spin around slowly and cuddled. He put his head on her shoulder and she rested hers on his shoulder. They kept spinning slowly as it rained heavily and continuously. This was what he wanted, getting wet from the rain and dancing with a beautiful girl in the rain at the same time. He pushed her body gently to watch her face. She smiled at him and her gorgeous dimple appeared again. He was totally melted by her angelic smile. They came very close to each other as if they were going to hug. They looked at each other with sleepy eyes. He turned his face to kiss her, trying to avoid her roman nose. He was still approaching her face to kiss her full on the lips before a deafening thunder cut their romantic quiet moment. Everyone in the cafe got scared when it thundered loudly.

He was daydreaming, sitting on his chair, sipping his hot tea and still staring at the good-looking girl! He had been lost in a reverie before the thunder awakened him. The bad side of every beautiful dream is it ends like any other thing. It had been raining for nearly an hour before the rain stopped and people began to leave the cafe.

The vivid imagination of Ali made him experience a beautiful daydream to the extent that he felt like it was real. Ali looked at the young woman as she left the cafe with the other people.

By: Shaakir M. Cabdullahi

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