As I sat watching through the windows the rain-bearing clouds emerging from the horizon of Muscat, and the overcast sky pouring down in a fraction of a second, I was reminded of the ‘Song of the Rain’ by Khalil Gibran:
“I am beautiful pearls, plucked from the
Crown of Ishtar by the daughter of Dawn
To embellish the gardens…”
It is almost like a dream coming true… a long-cherished one at that, as the country was waiting for this moment of joy. Though some parts of Oman started getting the monsoon shower a couple of days back, under the monsoon spell, it was on Thursday morning that it touched Muscat, thus bringing reprieve to the city on the Arabian Sea along the Gulf of Oman.
As the mercury dips ahead of the Eid Al Adha (Bakrid) it will be a reprieve for the residents even though the celebration has certain restrictions in the wake of the Covid-19 pandemic. Even in the subdued celebrations, the showers will bloom the rainbows within. It rekindles the nostalgic memories of the home, when we kids discovered our self, the scent of the first drizzle, the rainbow. Yes, if there is anything that we yearn for in nature, it is the rain.
Of course, the romantic side apart, it is the time to be cautious as well, as the sea is likely to be rough and the waves in the Sea of Oman are likely to reach up to two metres, according to the meteorology officials. Winds and watery roads might even affect the vehicle movement, which is quite natural in any part of the world. That is why the motorists are advised to be cautious. However, that does not dampen the spirit of life, the celebration of the showers ahead of the holidays.
As part of the Eid Al Adha celebrations, Oman will be having holidays from July 18 and the three-day lockdown will be from July 20. So naturally, people are likely to step out for shopping and outing ahead of the holidays. But in the wake of the pandemic situation and the rain, we have to be cautious for our own safety.
On the other hand, thoughts and dreams are unbridled horses even when we are confined to indoors. As I kept watching the cloudy sky, on the other side of the ocean I see my native land, and I embark on a voyage, a rainbow journey, that touches my land, where I discover my childhood, when it rained cats and dogs, when I recited ‘Rain, rain go away’. But today I rewrite it… ‘Rain, rain, never go away…’
Perhaps, the mood of monsoon in Oman is best reflected in the lines of the 19th century American poet H.W. Longfellow:
“How beautiful is the rain!
After the dust and heat,
In the broad and fiery street,
In the narrow lane,
How beautiful is the rain!”
In the cold morning, as just read the messages on my cellphone, a friend from the other side of the sea wrote: “Raise your words, not voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder – Rumi.”
As I look through the window, I hear the voice of the Heaven that smiles at the whole world.
About the author: Reena Abdulrahman is the Chief Operating Officer of Alhind Travel and Tours for GCC and Africa. Reena has over 21 years of experience working with top airlines in the region.