Memoir Of A Monsoon Dipped In Pale Pain

It was not only because of its musical voice that I lost myself completely in the magic of rain in monsoon. If it were so, I would have watched rain sitting inside my home happily. The wet touch of rain and its gently piercing sound felt lovely for me.

Oh, another monsoon came and soaked my country in its water pebbles. When I miss it, sitting in a dry remote village, far away in Tamil Nadu, what else can I do other than recollecting the memories of my past romance with it?

I loved and still love rain as well as its season; the monsoon! The most beautiful and romantic season my country is blessed with! If you fall in love with rain, it gives you the love back always and for ever; more greenish more deep and more intense!

It was during a monsoon, I still remember, I was hit by a lorry in the muddy road going side by side with a big stream of fresh water. After playing football with my friends in the nearby paddy fields, we all were going to the stream for a bathe. Suddenly I met the accident.

I still remember, the labourers in the lorry jumped out and took me to a hospital in the same lorry. I was in the general ward in the top most floor of Koyas Hospital roofed with asbestos. Heavy rain knocked over the asbestos sheets the whole night as if she needed me badly. I badly wanted to meet her in the dark shade of the night; but I could not even wake up from my bed.

The day when I came out discharged from the hospital, I saw my rain was starting showering as if she is welcoming me back! I waved my hands to her sitting in the porch. I watched her sitting in the dashing car. She called me crying, knocking and touching over the window glass. But I could not go out to embrace her. I tried to touch her on the glass from inside. We desperately thirsted for each other.

Every experience of love is a pain. But try loving the rain, it is different! Once you are in love with her, you will never want to miss her! The more you are away from her, the more passionately you love her! She will love you back with all the forms of emotions and  expressions a lover can have! What ever you think that you will get from a lover, she will give you. Solace, comfort, touch, pain, care, parting, melancholy, romance, relief; you tell what are all the things you think you will get from your lover. You will get them all from the rain.

The car reached home. Rain was silent. The shower was over. Like blood dissolved tears of rain, muddy water was flowing below the car. Sitting inside the clouds, rain desperately tried to tell me something. Before she can utter anything, my Umma took me into my home. In ultimate pain, rain stormed down all the night.