Music has it theory, whenever it plays it either shocks or takes out a shock, ha, ha!

There is hardly anyone who doesn’t has any kind of music on its preference

But, have you ever heard The Rainy song, maybe some of you might have heard it, if not, then thanks to  my discovery!

For one side of people it’s their first love, of course, we had our first rain before our first kiss; it’s the music we grew up dancing with. And why not, it’s the sound which comforted us on our painful but just happened: break-up, and later again we thanks it, when we find peace further in our life.

A cup of hot coffee, and the window: matter not, glassy or wooden, for people like us this rainy song is the life we are alive till death apart.

Wait, how could we forget the universal line: human species are full of contradictions. May be its not contradictions but the experience they have, defines their behaviour( this is what sociologists says)

And for them, this song is nothing more than  the experience they bear in mind. I still remember, while on my way to visit my village, an  old enough uncle declared, his whole chronicle of flood in his village, that’s when he shifted to the nearby city, though he was saved, many others could not, he told me that with every lyrics of this rainy song  he misses his hometown( by somehow, it was raining that day). Well this is just one of such people, we all know many others…

[I think:(it could be good that by this, he misses his hometown, otherwise there are people who feel shame sharing their roots). Talks apart. ]

Since it’s about a music, how could we forget the lyrics and lyricist!  His appearance is very gentleman type, a fluffy tummy, wearing black -white large hat, and whose voice is same as we make with hungry stomach.

And then when he sit to write, since his torch is on and off he can’t write nicely. sometimes its continuous, sometimes not; with a break, sometimes not.

With all his struggles, when he dare to complete, he shows it to his great  composer windy wind to compose, and last all their co-worker comes together, ready to begin… This Rainy song… And why not to leave interpretation, since it’s 🌧raining I enjoy this song:the rainy song…

*torch is lightening.

* fluffy tummy man is cloud.

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