Rain...

And so it rained? Is it a blessing or a curse?

So as i was preparing to go home yesterday it started to drizzle.. but i didn't bother to put on my jacket since i thought it would be only for a moment. But then as i reached the main road.. it started to pour.. so i stopped to put on my rain coat as quickly as i can.

I was going to complain about the rain coz it was hard for me to get back home in time due to a few reasons. But i thought I'd just let it go. Then when i reached Padang Polo there was a police block then i started to thank God for the rain coz otherwise i might have to stop and there waste even more fuel.. The problem was i didn't have my seat key with me so i couldn't fill up on gas which posted a big threat for me to reach home.. although i was prepared to end up stalling in the middle of the bridge or somewhere but i prayed for a miracle... at least can reach prai. So i rode slowly to the optimum speed not burning too much or going too slow which would also use more fuel.
Fortunately i made it to prai and what more, i even managed to get to a gas station to fill up my tank.
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But the rain was more than just the miracle.. it was the tears that couldn't fall from my eyes that were dead to tears. It just had to wash my eyes after my tears stopped flowing a long time ago. Though the miracle was more important than the trivial matters of tears. ;)