This one is an article written for the “Wordism – The power of Words” competition organised by Youth Legends (YL) Nepal. They have been organising this writing contest every month and “Hey Rain” was the topic for the month of shrawan. Fortunately, I succeeded to become the runner-up for this month, thanks to one of my dear friends for the recommendation.
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You want to know something? I just love the way you depart from those black and bleak clouds, descend down to the surface of the earth, moisten the dry and dusty land and make everything cool. I love the saint that spreads around after the drops of yours hit the dust even more.
Whenever the red-hot blistering sun roasts me, the daily scheduled work sucks me or any kind of inner anxiety pressurize me; at that time I feel like you are the only thing who can empathize with my feelings. I just climb upstairs to the terrace, spread my arms, look up above, let your drops run through my every parts, let you flow through every nerves and veins and let you feel what my heart and soul says at the moment. Then, I stand still, look at my own reflection on your mirror down the floor, smile, realize who I am, why am I behaving like this, what do I need to do to get myself out of this stressful zone and return to my room with a bright curve on my face and fresh hope in my heart. Thank you for constantly chilling me down in such conditions.
But, it seems like you’ve been unstoppable and uncontrollable these days. Witnessing your incessant fall and submerging myself into your beauty has been my daily bread and butter.
However, while I celebrate our lovey-dovey kind of relationship with you, you are being intolerable to others. People generally don’t like seeing you falling down. Because the roads become muddy and slippery, people cannot go out and they have to stay in their home waiting for you to stop, those who are out on the streets get wet and they do nothing but rebuke you, scold you for appearing out of nowhere so immediately. Yes! In a sense you’ve been so cruel to those poor people out there.
The monsoon season/your season is running and I’ve noticed that you are being insanely crazy. Sometime you are so heavy that the plain areas turn into water reservoir, hilly areas couldn’t bear your seamless fall and induce landslides, which ultimately creates a deleterious mayhem. Sometimes you are so light that even the slight breeze can take you away. Sometimes you are so fluctuating that people get confused what to make out of the condition. And sometimes your location of fall differs only by few hundred meters, which is extremely sickening for pedestrians.
Here, I want to share something with you. This may clear how annoying you have been to other people.
Just yesterday, while I was having a refreshing walk around my colony, you were falling quite light and your mood seemed swinging a lot. I could see some people using their umbrella while some were not. I belonged to the latter group. Then, suddenly I saw a woman holding an umbrella, being so aggressive and saying, “Jeez! What kind of rain is it? Should I open my umbrella or not?” Seeing her I felt funny and sympathetic at the same time. Sympathetic, as because she was being so baffled by your varying occurrence within minutes and funny or pity, as because of her inability to enjoy your affectionate presence.
I also have witnessed my colleagues at my workplace arriving late with their body sopped completely and totally freaked out. And they tell their painful story as; “Bullshit! This climate. It was so dry when I left home, I didn’t take my raincoat along with me. But on the way the rain inhumanly hit me. I got doomed.” And I stay there besides thinking how cool it would be if I were that guy.
Whatever it is, accepting or rejecting you is personal choice and we must admit that everyone has his/her own kind of personal view or affection towards everything. For me you have been a wonderful creation, one of the adorable things that have crossed my way so far. And I never bother to encounter your occurrence anywhere.
Can I tell you one secret of mine? If I’d get a chance to arrange a rendezvous with you, I’d love to and be very thankful to you.