Walking in the Rain
There are days when I want to break down
When being strong is not an option found
When tears want to flow and sobs like to be heard
When I want to curl up inside a blanket and shut out the cruel world
But something stops me from breaking free
From showing to the world how fragile I can be
From crying out loud, lest someone might hear me
On days like these, I take out my walking shoes
Plug in some music and set out into the streets
The sound of the music inside my head
Drowns the last few barriers dead
The breeze whistles past my tangled hair
The road welcomes my thoughts without a stare
The honking horns shout above my sobs
No one can hear me amidst this chaos
The drizzling rain falls on my cheeks
Mixing with the tears which had refused to break free
Anyone who catches the sparkle on my face
Would think of it as a rain drop resting, in its place
Such is the beauty of the world around me
It gives me the space that I need to be me
When the inner world is screaming to come out
I just don my walking shoes and get lost in the crowd
(Drawing of Walking in the Rain from Toyna)
Shilpa Roy Kota
I am an ex-Management Consultant and a successful entrepreneur having close to twenty years of corporate experience. I am currently focusing full time on being a homeschooling parent while researching on the future of education and alternate methods of education. I am also a Vedic Math Trainer, an Operations Manager at a business run by her children and a philanthropist working with tens of other under privileged children. I bring all my past and current experiences together in the form of writing blogs. Using these blogs I wish to create awareness in parents, caregivers and educators about parenting, education and holistic living.