Bulawayo rain does not arrive quietly It announces itself loudly, like it wants witnesses.
One minute it is hot and dusty, the next the sky decides, no, today we pause. Plans are cancelled and productivity is postponed, the rain has spoken.
There is something healing about sitting still and just listening to it hit the roof, no pressure, no expectations just rain doing its thing and you doing absolutely nothing important.
The city slows down in the best way, traffic eases off, conversations soften, even stress takes a break, probably to wait out the rain like the rest of us.
For a moment, shoulders drop and minds quieten. You tell yourself big things like, I will rest more, I will worry less and the rain nods politely, knowing life will resume soon.
We love the rains and we welcome this season, and that is enough.
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