The uninhibited niche

The rain was pouring so heavily now that the legendary lawn tennis player Chris had decided to stop looking at the national broadcast of his dear friend and equally exemplary partner Adam’s farewell speech on the Cable News Network. Chris had decided to take a ten-minute break from this emotional exit of Adam and instead go up to the terrace to enjoy himself in the company of rain.

It is common knowledge that occasional rain brings buoyancy in the hearts of those who love the nature and who pride in living in the moment. So, he donned his slippers and the red robe, kept the television switched on, and swung his steps through the slippery stairs to climb seven stories.

Now that he was up there in a flash, he was wondering whether his pace of reaching up to the top was faster than the sound of the lightening he had just heard. But his mood threatened to get dampened because he found himself surrounded by closed canvas clothes that had effectively cornered any chances of him seeing the swanky splices of rain drops.

Yet, his hands moved forward to open ever so small an angle between the juxtaposed curtains to create an orifice that was large enough for him to gain an appreciation of this beautiful moment that the nature had unfurled upon him. Still enjoying this phase, he suddenly sniffed someone preparing non-vegetarian food. He being a devout vegetarian did not want to savor the sumptuous turkey being cooked at the door next to him. Instead, he quickly forced his focus back on enjoying the odorless and overcast rain drops. He could now uninhibitedly experience the enjoyment of contacting these crystal-clear dank droplets of rain.

Even though the rain persisted, he had now decided to depart from the terrace and join the commentary of Adam’s farewell speech. As soon as he entered his room, he was greeted with an advertising commercial where he saw his eyes getting transfixed like a small arc on the glimpses of beautiful objects like yellow orchid trees. Then, all the sports superstars of his generation were being shown in the next commercial. It was followed by a commercial showing a gymnast gyrating through her twisting and twirling torso with twelve turns in a matter of three tiny seconds.

As if he had seen it all with his limited vision, he felt even more so when he saw the entire career of Adam in front of his eyes that started from being a bystander ball-boy, then evolving to a splendid Wimbledon triumph and finally finishing with winning moments of French Open men’s double title that he had played along with him.

Now, his nearsighted niche had witnessed a giant gamut of uninhibited nature in the form of careers of Adam and those sporting icons, dense trees, a dense downpour, and an elegant exhibition of surefooted skills of the graceful gymnast.