yht vihmapiiska palgelt teiste seast

It had been raining the whole morning... Gods rough love for the earth and here, in Africa its like a blessing.
After the rain stops theres this strange silence. But just for a moment... then the people start flooding back to the streets. Everything is the same and yet different. Looks like rain washed some things away after all.
As the person I was supposed to meet never came I just started wandering around the streets, ending up near the big road. And I heard singing and saw the row of people going to a funeral. Some were stuffed on a back of a car and others following it on foot. For that moment I felt tremendeous respect for these people, like I have never felt for any group of people before.
The song that they were singing didnt sound sad but full of the most emotional joy that one can ever hear.