Everyone will have different reasons to like rain. Each rain will
have some story to tell us. Sometimes I feel , “why god didn’t gave
color to rain drops as my tears?” . Perhaps God may forget both…..,
I have a painful memory regarding rain. I had a cousin brother, his name was Arun. I called him Vavi ettan. We both had an age difference of five years. Since he didn’t have own sister, I was his little sister. We always play together, study together, fight together. We both like to enjoy rain.
He likes food very much hence he always feels hungry and he always suffer from stomach ache. He didn’t like to take medicine. Whenever his mother gave him medicine, he used to throw it without seeing her.
I used to wake up late always. He wake up first and pour water in my ears to make me wake. Once I got angry and told, “One day I will definitely pour water in your ears”.
He replied, “Only if it is my last sleep………”.
I still remember after these thirteen years also….It was an evening of April 12, I fought with him for some simple reasons. He called me, ”Hridya ,come…it is raining…see how nice it is…..” But without telling a single word, I close the door and slept .But for the first time he got angry on me and he went to his house. I was shocked. Whenever we had any fight, he used to come with chocolates. Sometimes I simply made fight to get those chocolates. I called him several times. But he didn’t give any reply. But I was sure on April 14 he will come, since it is vishu.
April 14 morning, I was sleeping…I felt someone is pulling my legs. He usually does like this. I slept as I am sleeping. But I heard a sudden cry. I ran to kitchen, my mother was crying. I didn’t understand anything. We went to his home. There I saw him sleeping covered with a white cloth. I remembered his words,”…..only if it is my last sleep”.
“last sleep………”
I understood, he is no more. The stomach ache he was suffering from was a swell in pancreas gland and since he didn’t take medicine properly, it affected his liver also. I didn’t get him in phone was because he was in hospital that time.no one told me this also.
He was taken finally to the place where he used to throw medicines…..
I slept in his room. Even I couldn’t cry. I saw his books, color pencils, toys everything waiting for him , without knowing he won’t come again.
Someone told, “ Arun’s eyes were open still…..he had some wish when he died”
I didn’t tell anyone, that wish was to enjoy rain with his little sister.
That time also rain was there outside, silently telling his last wish to me……..
I have a painful memory regarding rain. I had a cousin brother, his name was Arun. I called him Vavi ettan. We both had an age difference of five years. Since he didn’t have own sister, I was his little sister. We always play together, study together, fight together. We both like to enjoy rain.
He likes food very much hence he always feels hungry and he always suffer from stomach ache. He didn’t like to take medicine. Whenever his mother gave him medicine, he used to throw it without seeing her.
I used to wake up late always. He wake up first and pour water in my ears to make me wake. Once I got angry and told, “One day I will definitely pour water in your ears”.
He replied, “Only if it is my last sleep………”.
I still remember after these thirteen years also….It was an evening of April 12, I fought with him for some simple reasons. He called me, ”Hridya ,come…it is raining…see how nice it is…..” But without telling a single word, I close the door and slept .But for the first time he got angry on me and he went to his house. I was shocked. Whenever we had any fight, he used to come with chocolates. Sometimes I simply made fight to get those chocolates. I called him several times. But he didn’t give any reply. But I was sure on April 14 he will come, since it is vishu.
April 14 morning, I was sleeping…I felt someone is pulling my legs. He usually does like this. I slept as I am sleeping. But I heard a sudden cry. I ran to kitchen, my mother was crying. I didn’t understand anything. We went to his home. There I saw him sleeping covered with a white cloth. I remembered his words,”…..only if it is my last sleep”.
“last sleep………”
I understood, he is no more. The stomach ache he was suffering from was a swell in pancreas gland and since he didn’t take medicine properly, it affected his liver also. I didn’t get him in phone was because he was in hospital that time.no one told me this also.
He was taken finally to the place where he used to throw medicines…..
I slept in his room. Even I couldn’t cry. I saw his books, color pencils, toys everything waiting for him , without knowing he won’t come again.
Someone told, “ Arun’s eyes were open still…..he had some wish when he died”
I didn’t tell anyone, that wish was to enjoy rain with his little sister.
That time also rain was there outside, silently telling his last wish to me……..
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