Droplet

A little cloud hid the Sun and its hot beams condensed its dampness and gave birth to a small Droplet which as a sparkling ball directed downwards to people.
Its speed grew and grew and soon ran up to maximum, having counterbalanced by resistance of air. It joyfully slided in warm currents of air, dinting hardly perceptible cool trace …
The big City came nearer and on one of streets Droplet saw Him … His open neck and a downcasted head … He was hot, sad and lonely … It decided to give pleasure to him… to wake from dream and to give some coolness, like a little cold lightning Droplet slipped under a collar of his shirt.
He gave a start and raise the surprised eyes, having met with the same surprised female eyes. They looked at each other and He completely forgot about the Droplet which became an evaporating speck on his shirt, coming back on the sky. It was not a rain … It was only a lonely droplet …
And They went on looking at each other…
And who should They thank for their future happiness?
And who should They accuse of all future misfortunes?
Droplet …..??????