Greetings in the rain.

The rhyth­mic sound of rain­drops hit­ting on the car’s roof were almost hyp­no­tiz­ing. That, and the swing­ing of the mechan­i­cal arms of the wind­shield wipers set to mid-high fre­quency to com­pen­sate for the increas­ing rate of rain­drop splatters.

The sky was gloomy as rain­clouds hung low, show­ing water upon Earth. The heavy mid­day traf­fic lead­ing out of the city meant long waits at major traf­fic intersections.

I have always won­der in amaze­ment at how traf­fic light junc­tions seem to be a dis­play of obe­di­ence, in the oth­er­wise, chaotic roads we know today. Lines upon lines of cars from all four direc­tions at the mercy of a sim­ple set of poles flash­ing three bright colours.

Sens­ing the drop in tem­per­a­ture, I switched off the vehicle’s air-cond. I stared into the dis­tance and found myself look­ing at four lanes of cars wait­ing on the oppo­site side of the traf­fic junc­tion. All of them had their wipers turned on.

It was a sight. A mass of wind­shield wipers swing­ing back and forth, almost in uni­son. From a dis­tance, it looked almost as though every­one is wav­ing at you. I could almost hear them greet­ing, “Hi!”

I cracked a smile as I felt a sud­den warmth in an oth­er­wise chilly and gloomy day. Each and every vehi­cle has dif­fer­ent direc­tions to go, dif­fer­ent places to reach, dif­fer­ent point of ori­gins, it is only coin­ci­dence that led us to con­verge at this very traf­fic junc­tion at the same time. Strangers we all were, but there we all were at the same traf­fic junc­tion, shar­ing a com­mon goal — wait­ing for green light.

It was a dis­play of affec­tion so much lack­ing in society.

It then dawned upon me, as I focused on my car’s own wind­shield wipers — wip­ing back and forth — that my car is wav­ing back at them!

I fol­lowed the swing­ing motion of my car’s wind­shield wipers and thought with a smile, “What could you be say­ing to them?”

It was then when the lights flashed green, and I con­tin­ued my jour­ney back home in the light rain..

..as my car con­tin­ued to wave at each and every oncom­ing vehicle.

Hi!

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