Hello, Pluviophile

Some people walk in the rain, while others simply get wet- Roger Miller

Human nature and personality are largely determined by their likes, dislikes, and everyday routines. Some people are enamoured with the rising sun, while others are enamoured with the vista of the moon between the stars. However, if you are a rain lover (including me) who enjoys all aspects of rain, you are referred to be a pluviophile. Unlike other people, I am very sure you have a distinct personality and like the rain you are down-to-earth with a tranquil demeanour.

Trust me, you are truly amazing, and the weather has no bearing on your mood (Have you ever thought about this??).

This is our season now, Pluviophiles. The monsoon season is upon us. The word “monsoon” comes from the Arabic word “mausam,” which means “season”. Tell me, do you ever feel nostalgic, and the one thing that instantly lifts your spirits is rain, and your heart longs to sit in solitude near the window and listen to the raindrops pounding on the window for hours on end? Have you ever considered that the power of rain may immerse you in profound fancies and thoughts while also instilling confidence in you?

Ok, if you don’t agree with the above, I’m sure this is the one thing that happens to every rain lover: your heart sings words from a song or gazals that connect and take you down memory lane (I know this because I see a smile on your faces😊).

I’m not sure why I’m writing about rain and rain lovers in the year 2021, right in the middle of a pandemic. Because, Rain has always been one of my favourite things, and it never fails to inspire me to do good and remember good deeds. When it rains, I should say it’s a shower of blessings. Now, It compelled me to consider or make a parallel between life and rain. One of the first lessons we acquire in life(rain) is how to distinguish between good and bad. We progressively descend into a black-and-white world, where some of our actions are positive and some are negative (dark).

Rain, for example, used to be associated with good moments (positive) for us as children. We can hear the thunder of the clouds, the flurry of rain pattering against the glass, the croaking of frogs and cicadas buzzing, the susurration of leaves, and a peaceful silence. My mother’s ginger tea and pakode were the best parts. (I’m going to miss them all). And I used to chant Barso re megha megha barso all day long…. (baarish song from movie GURU) 😊.

Now our adolescent years, I begin to distinguish between comparable colours (Good or Bad) that I previously considered to be a single colour. You recognise that suffering may be both physical and psychological, and that joy might come from your optimism or the first-time rains caressed my cheeks. As a result of your previous experiences, you learn new hues that are similar to the ones you already know. Surprisingly, I began to like dancing in the rain and taking walks through the streets while singing romantic songs. The song from Jab We Met is still stuck in my head… aaoge jab tum o saajna 😊.

And as we grow as a family, experiencing life’s hues and broadening our horizons of understanding, our choices, demands, priorities, and outlook change, as does the sensation of rain. Deep contemplation! But now we’ve stopped smelling the sand either during or after the rain, which means we’ve stopped watching the rain and listening to our favourite song. Our attention has switched to materialistic issues now. When the rains have stopped. when I have to go outside for work Who is going to clean up these sloppy, muddy roads? How long would it take for these cloths to dry, and so on.

Until now, the year 2021 has given me a distinct perspective on life (rain). Particularly when the second wave (covid) hits. Because we believe our lives are threatened by unknown external forces, we are more terrified of losing someone than of falling in love with nature or anything else. We are no longer at ease with the sounds of rain, the scent of rain, and the sound of running rainfall streams. Unfortunately, hearing a large number of rests in peace in a single day has shifted our thought of showers of blessings, which is related to rain, to the fact that heaven is crying. There are no songs in our hearts right now. Our hearts are singing songs of grief, pain, disappointment, and remorse.

What a shift from happy rainy days to dark days, from energetic songs to sombre songs!!!

To summarise, this pandemic teaches us that life is very short and fragile. We are grateful that we can still breathe through our own lungs, that we can still be with our loved ones, that we can still smile and help others to smile. If we still want to feel the rain, the life, and dance in the rain, we must go outside and marvel at the wonderful feeling that comes with the sound of raindrops. We simply need to spend some time enjoying the rain, which will hopefully improve our mood, relieve our stress, and help us feel happy.

Deep down inside everyone likes the rain but only a few people express their affection for it. Encourage those around you, pluviophile. Certainly, it takes a lot of effort to accomplish that. However, being able to see the world in all of its splendour is something to strive for.