3/19/2023 0 Comments Raindrop falling on my windowThe person that rain got the whole front side of them wet. The person that walked got a lot of rain on top of their head and shoulders. One of the experements was to have 2 people go from a building to their car in the rain. Your right, didn't I just say the same thing only in different way. The rain appears to be coming straight at you from the front, yet in reality it is falling slowly straight down and you are the one barreling forwards at mach 2 or so. Now imagine yourself in a jet fighter going 1500 mph. The faster the car goes the more rain hits it on the front. You would see the rain still falling straight down. Picture yourself standing on the sidewalk as the car goes by. Since the rain is also falling, aka moving towards the ground, it appears to come in at an ever increasing angle as the car accelerates.Īkc123, your pictures don't show the rest of the rain that doesn't hit the car. When the car is moving the drops appear to fly in at the angles shown simply because the frame of the moving car makes everything, including the rain, look like it is moving. We can assume that in a near 0 wind situation the rain is falling in a nearly 0 angle direction downward. You're not incorrect, but I'm not sure this really applies to the OP's question. It is the same as driving down the road towards a loud horn the speed of the car adds to the frequency of the horn so the pitch sound like a higher frequency but when you pass the horn and your driving away suddenly the frequency of the horn sounds lower because the speed of the car moving away substracts from the speed of sound. Rain observed from a moving car is speed added to what you see. Rain is falling at a pretty fast speed that is why you see angle streaks of rain. It is no different than releasing a helium balloon it never goes exactly straight up the wind blows it away too. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.Rain does not fall exactly straight down wind blows it in a different direction so you see rain falling at an angle. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. In the words of Langston Hughes, ‘Let the rain kiss you. It was a reminder that patience pays off, and that the things that we need will come eventually. It was also a pertinent affirmation of the age-old idea that you don’t know what you have until it’s gone, and a reminder to simply be grateful for the fundamental things in life, and let the rest of the complicated, messy things go.įinally, as the rain dripped off my face, and I recognized the glorious, childhood feeling of moving around in wet shoes and socks, it was a reminder to take yet another leaf out of nature’s book. It was (and is) an incredible thing to witness how joy and gratitude grow from gratitude – whether your own or someone else’s. One, very clearly, was that of joy and gratitude for something that so many people may take for granted. I couldn’t help acknowledging a few common themes flash through my mind as I witnessed the rain. This display of joy, along with the poetry of water falling and splashing in all the different ways was too much for me, and the camera kept rolling. All around me were ecstatic faces, broad smiles and people standing in the rain with open arms, heads cast to the sky. I started the day, as the rain began to fall softly, by filming a bit of it for my own personal use, and to share happily with friends and family with the simple caption – It’s finally raining! As the morning progressed and the rain began to harden in a steady stream, I again couldn’t help raising my phone’s camera to capture the joy around me as the whole of my neighbourhood celebrated. There was much to say about how happy we all were to see these big, heavy drops of water fall from the sky, and drip from trees and roofs. It sounded like the buzzing of angry bees. The roofs of the cars danced with spray and I could hear the murmuring of the rain through the window. Puddles began plinking as the rainfall became heavier. People ran for cover outside and umbrellas were opened as the clouds spat out their beads of water. I heard a tapping on the window and then it became a pitter-patter. The sky was tar-black and the big clouds were moving towards me. Life-giving, energy restoring, re-affirming rain, that suddenly cleanse and cool the earth, the air and you. But last week, Delhi and its outskirts felt the first spell of summer rains. It’s really ‘awful’ was everybody’s reaction. Henry Wadsworth LongfellowĪcross everyone’s lips for the last few months has been the talk of summers. The best thing one can do when it’s raining is to let it rain.
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