Unfading Memories of Rain

in #mgsc6 years ago

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Today's drizzling added a new dimension of love for the people's of concrete city. The raindrops through glass windows in town reminds me many old memories likewise the raindrops on a tree of the village reminds me the greatest story never told. I wish I could go back to those childhood days. I want to keep myself away from the complexity of urban life.

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Rain means an absolute friendship with nature. Rain has a deep relationship with emotion. At each age rainfall is different for each person. The rainy days of childhood were colorful in golden lining.

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During the holidays in childhood, rain was the biggest opportunity for rest and leisure. The beautiful rainy weather may have been observed in the village. The drops of rain used to make a different rhythm in the tin roof. That time everybody would have been busy with their own work.

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Someone slept with a wrapper, someone was busy with stitching nakshi kantha (Nakshi kantha is a centuries-old Bengali art tradition of Bangladesh. Nakshi kanthas are made throughout Bangladesh), the girls became busy with playing dolls and the boys were busy with playing football. Many were reunited with Family chat. For the foodies rain means hot hodgepodge, roast meat and fried eggplant.

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During the rainy days we used to make boats with paper. Various color paper(e.g red,green,blue,yellow..) and various color paper boat. We used to sail paper boats in the water logged roads. After a while the paper boats were wet in the water and get destroyed.

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Sometimes the sun would peek from behind the clouds. Sunshine and rain at the same time is called sunshower. We always had a saying for the sunshower that is "Uncle Fox is getting married (shial mamar bia hoce)". Nobody knows why sunshowers and foxes are linked together.

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On rainy days all the boys in the neighborhood used to play football in the field. Dive into the water listening to the sound of rain feelings can not be expressed in words. Due to sinking in water, the eyes would turn red like blood. Due to the fear of being hit by the parents I tried to whiten my eyes looking at the sun. Despite such trouble Never missed wet in the rain.

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I miss the rain in Bangladesh, some of the memories have faded over time, but sometimes I can hear the rain hitting the damp soil like it was yesterday. The hail stones would increase the volume as they bounced off the tin roof.

It was a welcome break from the heat, but we would have to come inside if the water got to high.

There were times when the rain made its home and decided not to leave, the water would rise and we would be able to take a boat straight from our house.

Thank you for sharing and bringing back such great memories

@kabir88

Thank you for sharing your wisdom with me.

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