Why does it rain?

Short story.

They lay on the terrace floor, watching the skies darken with rain-laden dark clouds. The Sun had been on a vacation since the last few days, the clouds had taken over.

"Why does it rain?" She asked, looking at the dark brown evening sky, which was darkening by the minute.
"You see, the south-west monsoon winds bring in water vapour from the Arabian Sea, it condenses.."
"You are such an engineer re," she cut him in between.

The thing with girls is, that they expect us to know when to be scientific and when to be romantic. He kept quiet, thinking what to say. The soft din of the vehicles on the road below filled up the silence. The problem with living in the city is, you never get to experience complete silence.

"He loves her," he says out of the blue.
"You asked me why it rains, didnt you? It rains coz he loves her."

"The cloud. He loves the earth."
"Oh. But then, where was he till now? I mean, why didnt it rain in the summer?" she asks innocently.
"He was always there. He was here since the earth was here. In fact, the earth was made because of him. The earth gave us life, but the cloud gave her life. And for that, she loves him. At the end of monsoon he leaves her for the cycle of life to continue, that is why you dont find him here in the winter and the summer."
"Ah.. I see."

The wind starts blowing, starts playing with her hair. She tries to fight the wind, unsuccessfully.

"When the cloud comes to meet the earth, he roars with happiness. Hence the lightening. And when he reaches her, he showers her with love. Hence the rain."
"Hmm. I get it."

She keeps looking at the darkening clouds, which have now started roaring. Then she looks at him, into his eyes and says -
"You know what I love?"
"What?" He asks with a hoarse voice, a voice which is expectant.
She smiles mischievously.
"I love the smell of soil when it rains."

He relaxes again, knowing he is not going to hear his name in any sentence related to love yet.
"I love it too," he says. "But I love something else too," he says looking at her.

She avoids his gaze, tries to fill up the awkward silence with words...fails miserably.

"Why does he have to leave her?" She asks.
"Told you na, it's the cycle of life. That time spent without each other, strengthen their love for each other."
"I don't know. I don't want them to separate."She almost starts to cry.
"You would want rain all through the year?"
She remains quiet.
"Do you realise you will never be able to smell the first rains again? There might never be a first rain in the first place."

She keeps staring at the dark clouds which fill up the whole sky. The lightening flashes every now and then, illuminating her face, making her look prettier than she already is.

"Do you have to go then?" She asks in a voice that tells you shes having a tough time holding herself together.
"I am afraid I have to. I will be back before you know it."
"I will be waiting."

She places her head on his chest. He has the world. Her tears cant be held back. The skies crack up.
It starts to rain.

PS- I will be leaving Mumbai in 4 days to pursue my MBA.
It is pouring outside, as I write this.
Please listen to this song, as you read the post. It gives you a heady feeling. Why does it rain?SocialTwist Tell-a-Friend

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34 letters to the editor:

    awww so cute :)

    where are you leaving for...good luck !

    On June 16, 2009 at 2:40 AM     
    PULKIT said...

    it was one mushy post bro! loved it... brought back romance in this boring night at my end!!
    All the best for the start of ur MBA!


    On June 16, 2009 at 7:04 AM     
    Sri said...

    Hmm..really a touching explaination indeed...does it mean you are taking a break from blogging??!!

    On June 16, 2009 at 7:05 AM     
    Sri said...

    All the BEST for your MBA.

    On June 16, 2009 at 8:15 AM     
    Thoorika said...

    Hmmmm.. Everyone around me is leaving.. even in stories.. ! Anyway, All the best for your MBA!! :)

    Brilliant work..!!
    I loved it...!! Loved the way you portrayed the cloud, the earth and the rain..

    On June 16, 2009 at 10:55 AM     
    Nupur said...

    Wonderful!!! Now, I can finally get over Twilight!!! There are other good stories around too!!!

    P.S: All the best for your MBA! And don't forget blogging!!

    On June 16, 2009 at 11:25 AM     
    Aanchal said...

    i dinno u break hearts too...

    On June 16, 2009 at 1:33 PM     
    soumya said...

    Loved it!Wonderful work!So romantic.
    So much different from the earlier posts.Really got emotional while reading this.Best of luck for your MBA. and please write a post why are you going to do an MBA.

    On June 16, 2009 at 3:24 PM     
    AnjuGandhi said...

    nice story. you have a flair for writing and ofcouse a romatic streak in you.
    By the way no rains in bombay till now

    On June 16, 2009 at 3:51 PM     
    Anonymous said...

    one of the best rain stories i read !! awesome :)

    On June 16, 2009 at 7:49 PM     
    Anonymous said...

    hmmm..well written ...best of luck for ur MBA.. do keep blogging ... i can imagine wht tht girl in ur story must be going through..i'm going through a similar kind of phase :( .. be back in no time samjha..


    On June 17, 2009 at 3:27 AM     
    Harish said...

    This is one of the best posts in which u have spoken your emotions...awesome Parallelism...

    That was one superb work of your creative skills mashAllah...I love the parallel meaning running through their conversation...Good work bro..keep using your writing skills to create more wonderful works ..
    ~Cool Muslimah~

    On June 17, 2009 at 2:07 PM     
    ambareen said...

    that was so so sweet! :)
    and i loved the way you juxtaposed both the things together.
    gr8 work!

    On June 17, 2009 at 8:20 PM     
    s4n705h said...

    Can i become your student. Please teach me how to write stories like this. Its one of the most romantic stories i have read.

    BTW which college?

    Just put the link on the top of the post so people start reading the post as the song start.

    On June 17, 2009 at 10:09 PM     
    Sam said...

    Where you goin??

    On June 17, 2009 at 10:45 PM     
    Bullshee said...

    Excuse me while I empty today's dinner all over my laptop....


    Oh, my....phew...oh no...Baaaaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwhhhhhhh....

    Too much mush...too much.... :-D

    Sorry, dude you know me??? :)

    On June 18, 2009 at 3:26 PM     
    Chriz said...

    will she wait for u till u come bak?

    all the very very beshhhhht for your higher studies bro

    On June 19, 2009 at 1:19 PM     
    Anonymous said...

    like i said, the DDLJ 'raj' has managed to get many more of those bosoms to heave real hard.. :)

    all da best for your course... nd your long distance relationship too... :)

    On June 22, 2009 at 12:24 AM     
    gkam said...

    very sweet, very mushy indeed! :)

    and good luck for ur MBA!

    On June 22, 2009 at 6:42 PM     
    Nikita said...

    aww.. touchy.
    All the best for your MBA. Where are you going?

    no words... jst a big (bows*)... bst of lck for ur MBA ( master of blog-articles :P )

    sorry but one thing, why don't you have a 'shareThis' button on your blog.. would love to share your articles with friends i know others would also want the same... ( would only help you!) .. try one of these


    not promoting any of these sites.. ;) jst my two cents

    On June 24, 2009 at 4:17 PM     
    Anonymous said...

    hey first- time to ur blog...

    came here through searching Dell Inspirion;))

    hope u ll continue writing for TPI(tRUSTED pRESS oF iNDIA):))

    all the best for your mba!!!

    On June 27, 2009 at 12:57 AM     
    paroma said...

    its soo beautiful..but do you really think clouds give life to earth??? i think the earth creates it by holding the water dat makes clouds, safe in her heart....

    On June 27, 2009 at 3:37 AM     
    aroop said...

    bloody bastard of a brother you are...

    you have to time to lie on building tops with your gf.. but no time to meet me once before you leave...

    saale wapas aa, tang tod dunga.. wapas jaane hi nahi dunga...

    bahut senti post maara hain bhai..............
    par acha hian..........
    all d best 4 ur further studies...

    On June 28, 2009 at 10:38 AM     
    Reema said...

    all the best for MBA.

    @Ms. Neha Gandhi
    Thank you :)

    Glad you liked it.


    Not really, Will blog frequently.

    thank you :)


    Thank you for the wishes..

    @Pavitra ....
    Thank you :)

    Thank you..

    will continue blogging..

    Do I?

    Why MBA? really? tu toh interview le raha hai yaar.. :P

    Raining thr now, isnt it?

    @Pretty Me!!
    glad u enjoyed..

    sure thing!

    thanks :)

    Thanks. glad u liked it.

    @CooL MuslimaH

    Thanks mate :)

    Glad u liked it..

    Comeon yaar.. u know for sure u have written better stories..
    I will be going to MDI, gurgaon.


    hehhehe.. yes dude, I do know you :)

    Arre its just a story yaar.. thanks for the wishes..

    DDLJ? Raj? Man, u really must like me :)

    Thank you :)

    Thank you :)


    @Rajiv Bhatt
    Thank you. I got the share this button now. :)

    @wishes galore
    Thank you :)

    Thats such a lovely thought.

    Abbe short story hai, itna seriously mat le.. :P

    @HIREN aka lamda

    Thank you :)


    On July 15, 2009 at 10:17 PM     
    hate said...

    hey buddy...as always...a great post..best of luck at MDI...(am an MBA aspirant too..Had XL,FMS calls but both rejects..anyways coming to real point)..
    I religiously follow ur blog and tried to write something other day..it's heavily influenced by ur writing style...
    kindly take a look if u can find some free time in b-school..


    best of luck man..and plz do keep writing...cheers!

    On August 1, 2009 at 2:36 PM     
    Harsh said...

    First time here ...

    very nicely written ... lovely story ....

    and all the best for ur MBA ... :-)