Rains of Hope

“This post was written for the 110 Creative Challenge Contest, hosted by Thewhitescape. The word limit was 110 words and the topic was 'Rain'. And I got the 3rd prize." And what made me happier was the fact that my brother stood 2nd. You can check it out on http://barfingbs.blogspot.in/2013/08/a-story-in-110-words_6.html. Here is my effort.

Bittu loved the rains. He stood near the window; peering out as he heard clouds rumbling at a distance. He loved the fragrance.

“Its the first raindrops touching parched soil” his mother said.

“Can I eat it?” he asked in a way only an innocent 6 year old could.

Moist breeze brushed against his face. It reminded him of his mother’s grip when she helped him cross the roads; firm enough not to lose him, gentle enough not to hurt.

Mother had assured him that after the operation he too could see the beauty of monsoon.

As he felt the rain drops on his face he smiled.

“Soon” he thought.

The End