Familiar Feeling

Its Tuesday morning- A cold and familiar morning. It had rained the previous day- It actually rained cat and dog towards the tail end of Monday evening.

As the weather began to transitioned from a familiar hot afternoon to an unusually mild and calm evening, I barely anticipated the down pour that was to come with it- Soon the atmosphere grew dark followed by intermittent bursts of thunderstorm. An heavy downpour looms large.

I soon began to worry when after an hour, with similar alacrity with which it started, it continued to rain. I quickly sensed that I will get home late today as I had no car, and my colleagues that own private cars had already gone left.

Minutes later, The security on night duty came to my office, standing at the door, with an infectious smile on his face, Mr Dominic called out Evangelist- He fondly calls me Evangelist. That was all he said. I knew it was time to lock and close for the day. I gaze through the window, hoping that the rain may have come down, but I was disappointed to learn that it continues to rain with sustained fervor.

As I hesitantly lounged through the stairway, with one arm sliding over the silvery coated guard rails and with signs of worries etched all over my face, I head for the exit and Mr. Dominic led the way; As usual, he was full humor; He said a few funny stuffs; but I wasn't having it-one scarcely never prepare for a rainy day like this. It was a familiar situation-Days like these are predominantly rush hour - Never pleasing: There will be hold up, as well as fewer vehicles and plenty of passengers culminating in hike in transportation cost if any. It was one of those days where you'd rather be at home, basking at the comfort of your family, take a nice coffee, and savor the night rain.

While I continued out of the premises, I was greeted with blasts of air and modest, but constant down pour. It was indeed a rush hour. A hectic evening-I never plan for rainfall ; I was clearly unprepared for times like this. People were pushing one another in attempts to edge their nearest competitor for an often limited position in the cab that had just stopped for a passenger to highlight; Most often, all the bustle turned out to be fruitless, as these cabs were going to directions contrary to those of the commuters-they were all avoiding a particular place- for the fear of certain traffic congestion.

I stood, seemingly numb to the thick droplets of rain that was bombarded me; The rain was getting intense all over again. I was clearly stranded; However, I wasn't just a bewildered fellow staring aimlessly around. I made several frantic, but unsuccessful attempts to shove my way through into some on-coming cabs that stopped at the bus stop. While I stood and waiting hopefully in the rain, It dawned on me that This was going to be a long wait- I better get going I thought; after all, I am a physically fit and vibrant young man. Lemme walk some distance I eventually resolved. But yet again, I was a little unsure. thoughts of my shoes, phones and wrist watch came hovering through my mind-These're quite expensive stuffs by my own standard.

After minutes of pondering I took off my fancy necktie, concealed my phones and wrist watch, but gave no thought for my shoes though, and like a warrior ready for battle, I hit the road. I was strode with palpable decisiveness-adorned with my thick black suit, I walked elegantly like a soldier going to battle certain of victory. It turned out to be invigorating, As I continued on my stride, others were walking alongside me, I was not alone-it was beginning to look like an exhibition .

I finally got the place where all the cabs where afraid of - for fear of hold up-Truthfully, it was a thickly congested place. Even for those walking on foot. I could easily see why those cab drivers were so intransigent-Not even for a higher pay. As I maneuvered my way shrewdly pass the hold up, feeling more fortunate than those on-board those cabs that were held still by the traffic congestion; I felt satisfied, I couldn't have made a better decision .

As I got to the final bus stop, relieved that I'm almost home, I outsmarted a young lady and jumped into the available cab, I sat at the front seat, unapologetic of what I have done, hive a sigh of relieve, and journeyed home.