Rain'ng

It is raining, thought Dada as she sank into plush leather upholstery. To a lot of people she knew the rain was the fabled thorn in their sides. However, Mama had loved the rain. A raspy voice had greeted the slightest sign of the sky tearing up with a rendition of 'showers of blessing.'
   The door to the air-conditioned room creaked open and in weighted by a potuberant belly shuffled a man. Thick rolls of fat emerged from a suit designed to impress, beaded with sweat they upheld a head with a face trying it's best to appear avuncular.
   "Ms. Dada," he drawled in an accent as fake as his smile which did not quite reach his eyes, they gleamed with something that made her skin crawl. 
   "Good Afternoon, Mr.Utse"
   "I hope the rain did not bother you-"
   "Not at all, sir." She smiles gently.
   "Very well then. I hear you are here to secure a scholarship, here." He has reached his seat now and flops down in it. A few ants drop from the wall, in response to the slight tremor.
   "Indeed sir, I am here for the-"
   "Interview,"he cuts in. His eyes roam over her white shirt, pausing over a slight swell.
     She becomes uncomfortable and to allay it quickly adds that she has a recommendation from a newspaper where she was an intern.
     He lifts his eyes to her face. They gleam with the barely restrained instincts of a predator.
     "I do not mince words, Ms. Dada. To win the interview I intend to 'know you' as the bible puts it"
   She notices in the next few seconds that the rain is howling outside. Whipping at trees, tearing off branches. Her eyes roam his office, the awards gleam gently. Little flecks of spit sparkle on his swollen lips.
  She gets up in a daze and walks out of the office. Out of the school. Into the rain. It is dark. Impenetrably so. After a few minutes. The rain quietens. Her phone rings. She fumbles it out of her drenched pocket.
   Then she doubles over laughing at the message. She laughs so hard the gateman rushes to make sure she is still sane. She hands him the phone, he reads it. It says "The lord is in control. So when its rain'ng just laugh. He will direct your boat."
                                                 -Jidide