As I was walking back home from the day long working at the university, it started raining. The rain was cold, it was colder than I ever had felt it before, it was probably missing something or I was missing something in the rain. I walked lonely on the dark street enjoying every drop of rain as it drizzled from infinity towards the infinity.
As I walked through the thick wall of fine water droplets, few fell into my eyes. As they fell into my eyes the whole world would blur for a moment and clear again every time I blinked. I loved the feeling of it because the moment of blur would take me to one of the never forgetting moments spent with you and soon dragged me to reality. I thought of counting the number drops falling into my eyes till I reach home.
Either the rain increased its pace or my eyes wontedly blurred giving me an opportunity to be with you, I don’t know the exact reason but the count increased with every step taking me closer to my home. I think the clouds were enjoying my state; either they derived pleasure troubling me or they were also peeping into my precious moments hence wontedly aimed into my eyes in a hope to know everything about you. Beware of these dark clouds dear, looking at their behavior I think even they are in love with you, don’t fall for them even if they try to impress you by raining or making the weather pleasant, because at the end they are just vapors which will vanish with the first ray of sunlight and beneath which you will again see me as you always found me.
Ignoring the clouds I walked and kept counting. As the count increased I realized these droplets condensed further into something heavy which my eyes couldn’t hold any further, they had condensed into tears and I could feel it sliding down towards my heart. The dark night was faithful to me and quickly engulfed it before it pierced through my heart. I wanted to run; run from everything I could because these rain drops were killing me slowly like a sweet slow poison. The infinite loneliness was sinking me into itself; it was trying to integrate me to itself, making me a part of it. It had turned into a demon and has been following me so closely that I could now feel its breath. I desperately wanted to reach home and be amongst people and hope to save my life, I ran as fast as I could but yearn of finding you around followed me with equal pace. All my efforts appeared as a child’s play to it but I kept running and finally reached home.
Please tell me that it wasn’t my loneliness but you, who has been following me; tell me, even you missed me the same as I did; tell me not to worry because you will come to rescue me; make me believe that though the days are long but will end soon, tell me even you love me as I do. Every time you see the rains and I am not around do give a thought; there is someone in this world who might be missing you.
