The Gift of Rain

My tummy was acting funny last night. I was already on bed, reading Tan Twan Eng’s Gift of Rain when I suddenly felt the need of having something warm to calm my tummy down.

I went to the staff canteen and made a cup of tea.

I sat on one of the tables outdoor and started sipping the warm tea. I was reading some random stuff on my phone when I decided to keep it away for sometime and maybe, I thought, this is a good time to contemplate.

It started raining.

The rain wasn’t that strong so amidst the sound of the rain drops on the canteen roof, I can still hear the soft radio music from the speakers at the corner of the canteen. The music seemed to blend well with the sound of the rain.

I didn’t understand the song as the lyrics was in Dhivehi, the local language. The song was beautiful, at least the melody, and there was something in it, something I can’t explain.

I found myself lost in the middle of the rain and the song, that I stopped hearing the voices of the people around me. I felt like there was only me, the music and the rain and these two elements filled me in with so many emotions, melancholy being the most dominant one.

Sitting in a canteen with many people around, I felt alone.

I have not felt this lonely for a long time. I thought I was so used to being alone but not lonely, but that was just a thought. A misconception. A misunderstanding with myself.

I unlocked my phone and browsed the images. I looked at the photos of my family and recalled I had not seen them for over a year now. I looked at the photos and recalled the good old times. Seeing these photos, I felt good and at the same time sad.

I wanted to cry last night but my tears weren’t there for me.

I sipped the last few centiliters of the tea, and hoped that it will calm me down as it did with my then upset tummy.

The rain stopped and the song ended. I started hearing the crowd’s laughter and soft whispers once again so I stood and left the canteen.

13 responses to “The Gift of Rain”

  1. angmamangenhinyero Avatar

    naks, yan yung sinasabi ko sa isang post ko na I-detach ang sarili sa sarili paminsan minsan tapos shut up and just be.. beautiful moment aint it? walang gulo kasi at peace ka sa sarili mo kahit anong nangyayari sa labas…

    pero tingin ko kaya sumakit ang tyan mo, kung di ka man natatae e dahil ang hirap basahin nung pangalan ng author ng kung ano man yung binabasa mo…

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    1. bwahahahhahahahaha ang ganda na ng comment nung una eh biglang may banat pang natatae sa bandang huli hahahahaha…grabe ka kinakabagan lang ako

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      1. angmamangenhinyero Avatar

        ah,, inutot mo nalang sana brad 😀

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  2. Minsan ganyan din ako eh pag nasa sasakyan. Nakatanaw sa bintana tapos my background music. Feeling ko nasa movie ako ng isang nakakantok na pelikula. Lols

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    1. ha ha ha ha pag dinalaw ka nga naman ng pag eemote eh no? ha ha

      oo ganun din ako pag nasa sasakyan nag eemote, dito naman pag nasa bangka ha ha ha


  3. Awww, that feeling. Remember my post “Gray Horizon”? I wrote than after a mild rain too bro, except I was completely alone that day. Cheer up lil’ bro! 🙂 🙂

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    1. Heheheh zzup bru….yeah iba talaga makapag pa emote ang ulan hihihi

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  4. May mga ganyang moment din ako. Medyo mysterious. Pero minsan masarap ding magpakalunod sa ganyang pakiramdam. haha

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    1. Parang nakakatakot yung medyo misterious haha


  5. Dala lang ng ulan yan! Iba talaga pag umuulan, sarap mag emote!

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