A Rainy Day

The desert’s sunny sky stretched the Monday blues grounding it to the pores of the sand. Sparse vegetation crawling back into the soil in withered avatars folding hands to plead for space in their motherland. A man in his maroon turban, white robe and boots made with crepe rubber soles and leather to protect his feet from the heat paid a visit to this low spirited place. From his left arm hung the handle of his bag that was sack like and a tad bit dusty in nature.

Trampling the sand with confusion from head to toe and chewing the nail on his right thumb till the skin beneath reddened he took multiple strides but within a range of few metres.

A dandelion appeared as snow in the blazing sun and asked, “What brings you here Sir?”

The man shared that he was sent to the desert by his King in search of a cactus. He was tensed because there was no sign of monsoon and feared being punished by the King if he went back empty handed. The man decided not to give up and put his patience to wrestle with time.

A duration of 31,536,000 seconds flew away to the past and the clouds danced in the sky.

The cactus was born and its spines shone like fireflies in the night. The plant was no ordinary one, it came to life during the first rain which was magical and it had the power to cure any ailment in the world.

"He is the heir to my Kingdom. A man who has passed the test of persistence will be able to lead his people towards a progressive future.", announced the King with confidence.

Happiness set in and continued...

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