When I was in school, I had a great friend of mine, Jyoti, who was not only my classmate but my neighbourhood friend too. Usually, We went back home walking which was around 2 km away. I used to carry umbrella in Monsoon (Rainy days) one day when we had rain after school, we were walking I opened up my umbrella she said me to close it, I opened it up, she snatched the umbrella and said no you were not allowed to open it up you had to enjoy the rain. “I said is it mandatory “ she said yes! I said No ! We were walking……………………….. I felt bit annoyed on her seizing my umbrella, me was getting wet, after few steps I again opened it up, then again she closed it.
After getting wet for long, I experienced the first rain in my life.
Then it was the first day of my life I enjoyed the rain to the fullest,
How the rain drops touched my face felt me great, I said to my friend wow its only you who made me love the rain absolutely.
Then we enjoyed the rain together in monsoon every year in school.
Whenever it rains I like getting wet, I felt like missing my friend Jyoti who taught me how to love the rain.
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I ACTUALLY ENJOYED UR STORY, neither I like walking under the rain, cause all nature changes by that. as one of my favorite poets(Sohrab Sepehri) says;
Sometimes , we like a song , a place , perfume or rain not only because this thing is nice but it reminds us of a nice occasion or a good person who closely connected with this thing.Nice blog .
When I was younger, my brothers, my sisters and I used to play in the rain. We loved it.
I really like your blog. I love rain but getting wet in rain no way :D