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Saturday, August 20, 2011

A 'Rain Story'


It's been 2 hours, am sitting beside the window, watching the rain. May be many people like me are enjoying the rain, just by watching it through the window.
I always used to think, 'Is there anyone on this earth who hates rain?'.
But now I know that there are many people who hate rain because of their own reasons. I am not bothered about them but there is someone whom I know, who really Hates Rain.....
* * *
It was 5 years back. I was pursuing my Bachelor's degree. I used to stay in the hostel. There I had my own world, with lots of friends.... every year we were supposed to change our rooms. It was the last year and I was told to share my room with a girl whom I didn't know, well I can say, I had never seen or met.
My friend had dropped the course in the middle as she got married. I was alone in my room so i was supposed to share the room with the girl, who was completely a stranger for me.....

That girl was very reserved. She hardly spoke with me. most of the times she used to be in the college library. even if she was at room, she used to keep studying, either academic books or any novels. I started feeling lonely and so I spent most of my time with my friends, who were in neighboring  rooms. But I had special attachment with my room because of the view I got from the window beside my bed.  I loved to sit and watch through the window especially when it used to rain.
* * *

It was July. one evening it started to rain heavily. I just ran to my room, to enjoy the wonderful rain. But I was shocked to see that all windows were closed. I was about to open them but the girl interrupted. she said that she had got cold and requested me not to open the windows. I couldn't say anything, she seemed ill.
Later whenever it rained, she had one or the other reason for keeping the windows closed. this continued throughout the rainy season. by that time I had realized that she Hates Rain....my friends and I used to make fun of her, we had kept her nickname as 'Rain Hater'.
days passed...
* * *

It was October and one afternoon it started pouring. I was in my room itself and I had decided, not to allow my room mate to close the windows.
as usual she came to close the windows. I stopped her. I asked her, " What's your problem? Can't you enjoy the rain like a normal human being? I am not going to consider any of your requests, if you really hate the  rain so much then you can leave the room because I am not going to close the windows."
she was about to leave the room. I just went and locked the door.
I shouted, "Why are you like this? Why you act so weirdly when it rains? you act as if something really bad is happening with you. You have to answer me. I won't let you go out until you answer me."

She closed her ears and was murmuring something to herself... she was weeping... I felt I was too rude... But I wanted to clarify what's the reason behind her Hatred towards Rain...

She yelled at me, "You want the reason behind my 'Rain Hatred' right? then listen.. just listen..."

"I was 10 yrs old. I stayed in our native village, with my Dad. mom had died after giving birth to me. I was brought up by my dad, he never made me miss my mom. everything was fine with my Life. those were the wonderful days of my childhood.
You may not believe me, I used to love Rain a lot. I used to play in rain, getting wet in rain was my favorite Hobby. dad never stopped me, in fact he used to play with me in rain.
one rainy evening...."

she paused.. she was sobbing.... I went to hug her.. but she pushed me back...

"please don't stop me... let me continue... you got to listen the complete story.
so where was I..  Ya, One rainy evening... I was waiting for my dad, who had not yet returned from his paddy fields. that Day.. for the first time I was not feeling to play in the rain, I was feeling scared... I was weeping...
but dad didn't come... he never came back... 
late night some villagers came with the sad news that my dad was drowned by the flooded river while returning home....."

"later i was brought up by my maternal grand parents. it took many years to console myself. but i'v started living this life, without my Dad...."

"Do you know how I feel whenever it rains? you will never know...
It reminds me of that Scary evening when I was waiting for my Dad... who was dead...
It reminds me that He's not with me....
It makes me go through that Grief which I suffered when I was just a 10 yr old kid....
Huh.... you will never understand....you will never....."

she screamed, "I just Hate Rain.... That's it...."

she got up and opened the windows wide.... she said.. with tears filled eyes, "I hope you got answers to all of your questions.... Enjoy The Rain..."
she walked out of the room...

I was left all alone in the room, sobbing...
I wept a lot. for hurting her...
for scratching the wound in her heart which might have taken long time to heal....
I never knew that rain can make someone so sad.....
* * *

I apologized her later. thereafter we never spoke about rain.
we spent good time with each other.
later we moved to different places for higher studies and we almost lost each other's contact.....
* * *

It has stopped raining. I couldn't notice.I was lost in my thoughts....
whenever I keep watching the rain, it reminds me of that girl.
where she might be now? does she still hate rain?....
I don't know....
* * *

I am on my way back to home from office. Walking down with the umbrella....
Oh! I saw that girl.. Yes! the same girl....
She's walking on the other side of the road.... With a guy, may be her husband...
She's Happy. she's holding his hand and enjoying the rain...
I can't believe my own eyes.

I just crossed the road and went near her.
She's shocked to see me.
She said, "Hi...".....
* * *
we had a small conversation.
I wanted to ask her, how come she started Loving rain, but I couldn't....
later we walked in opposite directions...
when I turned back, I saw something beautiful.... Something I can never forget....
I saw that she was snatching the umbrella out of her husband's hand and was requesting him to walk in Rain....
I smiled for what I saw.... but I don't know why there were tears in my eyes....
* * *

I forgot to ask her contact number but that's okay... She's Happy... that's what I wanted....
* * *

Friday, August 19, 2011

True Love


Few lines, that were quoted in the novel - A Walk to Remember by Nicholas Sparks

"Love is always Patient and Kind.
It is never jealous.
Love is never boastful or conceited.
It is never rude or selfish.
It doesn't take offense and is not resentful.
Love takes no pleasure in other people's sins,but delights in the Truth.
It is always ready to excuse, to Trust, to Hope and to endure whatever comes."