





it rains all the time this weekend. the road gets so slippery but we manage to stay on road. traversing the southern inland of celebes, from one city to another. for an intended purpose to the impromptu ones.
it has always been a refreshing journey, through hills and forest. our stop over is a place of one of the people who inhabit a remote village located along the main road of celebes. the small family has a daughter who decided to return home after graduated from a reputable university in makassar. now she spends most of the time helping her parents taking care their plants and selling the domestic products as their small stall by the road. some are avocados and papayas. it is generally practiced for local people to place their home-based production of fruits, traditional food or drinks in a small stall made of bamboo by the road. it aims to attract the travelers with cars or buses to stop over and make a small shopping for refreshment.
the air is considerably chilly since the place located in a high plain of celebes terrain. the blowing wind brings the whisper of rain. small beads of crystal clear water transform themselves into raindrops. falling the rooftop, the greyish asphalt, the green leaves and the lives. the longer time passes by, the heavier it pours down. punching the earth and every surface it faces with determined sounds of wave. sometimes it sounds like a war drum beats heavily. on some other time, it makes a intangible curtain which revealed slowly in silent.
a country side rain gives life a chance to continue. for plants to grow, for animal to quench their thirst, for human to take a break. once a while in our lives, we need to slow down, take the lower gear for pacing down and make a moment to be in present. buying time and wait for the right moment to take another step. like a man who decides to stop over. spending the hour of the day under a stage house and waiting for the rain to stop. he takes off his helmet and tries to count how much the raindrop will pour on the land today.
the nature goes like a circle. there is always time for changing season. soon the rain will rain and time for make a move is coming. should be no hesitant because the every thing will be just fine. a rainbow will appear and a country side rain remains sweet and fresh.