In the middle of an extremely hot city, a Hydrangea was planted. Not since the beginning though, it used to grow in a place where it should have been-- wet and cool. But since the area was no longer suitable, plants were moved to new places. Each one of them. And they should survive in the areas they were placed-- including Hydrangea. Its new home was awfully different. Although the owner of Hydrangea's new home watered the garden routinely, there was still something missing. Something Hydrangea used to have. Something Hydrangea loved the most...
Rain.
In its old home, the rain used to pour more often than here. Hydrangea knew that rain would come to visit occasionally, not for every day. Even so, Hydrangea still hoped Rain would shower its soil for each day and night.
So Hydrangea waited.
And waited.
In its old home, the rain used to pour more often than here. Hydrangea knew that rain would come to visit occasionally, not for every day. Even so, Hydrangea still hoped Rain would shower its soil for each day and night.
So Hydrangea waited.
And waited.
One day, the wind blew harder than usual. Nimbus cloud slowly filled the sky; a sign of something pouring was about to come.
"No problem, it's my time to come down anyway."
"Yeah..."
Hydrangea was tired of waiting. Hydrangea was tired of hoping. It didn't feel right to hope without trying to change anything. And so Hydrangea tried to demand...
"Hey, rain. May I ask you something?"
"Sure. What is it?"
"Can you come every day?"
"Oh, Hydrangea. You know I can't."
"But why?"
"I thought you knew? I need several things to pour. Enough water from the sea, the sunlight that forms evaporation, nimbus clouds, and et cetera. I couldn't just come down anytime, Hydrangea."
"But we were best friends, right? It was easy to feel rain when I was up there, why can't it be like that here?"
"We still are. But you know why I couldn't come every day."
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RAIN
The weather that brought water to the land. Some waited for it, some hated it. Though so, the rain still did what it supposed to do. Sun heated the sea water, it evaporated, formed clouds, turned to Nimbus, then came the time for the rain to wet the land.
You know what rain loved the most? Mountains. Rain could pour itself into mountains for each hour and never get tired. Rain knew that its job was to water every corner of earth equally, but somehow giving more to what it loved was satisfying, though it wasn't right.
But the rain knew that mountains loved something else, which was the wind. It blew for each second in mountains, the main reason why mountain went head over hills for it; as to how it was always there even when the sun shined brightly. Unlike the rain.
Though the rain watered highlands more than lowlands, rain still hoped it could pour in mountains whenever to make it fall back for the rain, even if it had to be each second.
Though the rain watered highlands more than lowlands, rain still hoped it could pour in mountains whenever to make it fall back for the rain, even if it had to be each second.
One day, it was time for the rain to pour in lowland and shower one of its all-time best friend: Hydrangea. Long story short, a conversation between both creatures happened. Hydrangea demanded the rain to come down each day. The rain explained, but Hydrangea insisted.
...
"We still are. But you know why I couldn't come every day."
Both Hydrangea and Rain stopped talking for a moment.
...
Until the rain finally decided to spit it out.
"Hydrangea, did you know that I couldn't come down to lowland anytime even though I wanted to?"
"You wanted to?"
"Yes, of course. Seeing my best friend suffer was not easy."
Hydrangea stunned.
"You know what, Hydrangea? Your owner loved you so much that she watered you every day."
"I know. So?"
"Oh, Hydrangea. There are other things that can give what you need for what I gave you. Though the forms are different, you see, you need to look around. Even if you wanted me to water you every day, I couldn't because I am made to come down occasionally. But look at your owner, she watered you for each day and night; because she loves you, of course. And you know what's the most important part, Hydrangea?"
"What, rain?"
"Because she can."
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By: Neen.
Yogyakarta,
18th of January 2018. 4:37 AM.
I hope everyone (also you) gets the message.
I hope everyone (also you) gets the message.
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