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Introduction

I'm longing for this rain. My wish is finally coming true—I wanted an unexpected winter rain to bring me joy. While others shy away from the cold, I find myself yearning for the rain. It's the only way to quench this thirst—the thirst for nostalgia. What else could it be? Rain is the key to unlocking old memories, at least for me. So, this sudden downpour feels like a blessing.

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Hello, family. Your beloved Jawad is at home, enjoying the heavy rainfall. I see this as a token of love from the Almighty, as I had been yearning for it. When I left for the office, the sky was gloomy—just another typical winter day. But on my way back, out of nowhere, the rain came! Wait, what? Really? I was about to step into it, to let it drench me completely, but my mother stopped me. She knew me too well—she knew I’d rush outside to embrace the rain, risking a cold. So she shouted and warned me before I could even take a step. I was disappointed, but how could I refuse my mother’s request? How could I ignore her words? After all, I am loyal to my family.

But how do I feel the rain, the one I longed for so deeply?

My soul keeps whispering, loud and clear—"Come, feel the rain, because I am thirsty for it." Old and new memories flood my mind. Memories of walking home together, strolling through the garden in the rain, even crazier ones—like jumping into the pond to shower under the downpour. Those were the golden days. I remember coming back from school when the rain suddenly started. Despite having umbrellas and raincoats, we deliberately let ourselves get drenched. We can never bring those days back.


Now, we are responsible adults and parents. Now, we worry about our children and loved ones. Now, we hesitate to let ourselves get soaked in the rain. Life has changed—but the rain remains the same. I wish I could turn back time, relive those carefree moments, and run wildly in the rain again. I miss those days when I could leave behind all the artificialities of life and embrace the rain with open arms. I can almost picture my mother running after me with a stick, yelling at me to come inside. I want that scene again.

Now, I lie in bed, listening to the heavy rainfall. The sound is pure, following a perfect rhythm. Wait a minute! Who is playing this melody? The Almighty. My heart melts. The sound buzzes around my ears, comforting me. I have always loved falling asleep to soothing voices or calming background music—oh, by the way, BGM means background music, like the ones used in movies and songs. But tonight, I don’t need to play one on my phone. The rain is my music. It’s right outside my room, playing a symphony just for me. This is pure happiness.

Where else could I find such peace?

I know the rain cannot hear me, but if it could, I would share my feelings with it. These emotions, these unspoken words—they might fade soon. But I want the rain to remember them all.

Why do I long to be drenched in the rain? Because it purifies my soul. It allows me to feel deeply, to cry and smile at the same time. When I stand in the rain, I sense the Almighty’s kindness washing over me. I surrender my guilt and misdeeds, letting the raindrops cleanse the dust and darkness from within. That is why I crave it. That is why I pray for another downpour.

Ending Thoughts

Monsoon is still two months away, but this unexpected rain is a blessing. At least, for me. I am thirsty for it. My soul is dry, yearning for moisture, for healing. It’s dark around me, and only the rain can wash away that darkness. I wished for this rain, and now I want it again.

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