Blues of the Rain

Cranked up to a window pane, listening to my favourite songs through earphones and looking out as rain drops splatter on the ground one by one, paints quite a common imagery doesn’t it? With the onset of this monsoon season, join me as I talk about what my thoughts are when it rains, what atmosphere rain usually creates and why is it so captivating when it comes to self reflection.

A Child’s Drought

People always forget the importance of what they have. More like, they do not believe in its significance. That is until it is are taken away from them. Somewhere, we all are like children, so we don’t like those who put a collar on us. We hate the rain. It’s like an unwelcomed guest that ruins our time. But once it stops raining, we suffer through the drought and beg for the rain to come back. Parents are like this rain for us. Sometimes they prevent us from doing certain things. It is because they want us to travel on a road where we do not hurt ourselves. We only understand them understand them once we are in their shoes. We only understand them once the rain stops.