Rain of Love – A Story : Diamond Kapil K.C.
Located on the outskirts of town, a small lushly village sheltered a poor but happy couple Rojo and Gini. Rojo would travail in a brick kiln in an another village for the whole day to make some dough and Gini would remain in the home nourishing their one year old son Sam. After the assiduously tiresome day, Rojo would rendezvous with his beloved wife in the evening time and they would share some sweet chatter. Rojo and Gini were really delighted to espouse each other and to have little Sam to add flavour to their gladness. Poverty never got better off their love and happiness.
The days were happily passing on, following the daily schedules and Sam was upgrowing day by day. When Sam turned four, a terrible mishap wrecked the happiness of Rojo’s family.
Leaving all the scars behind, Rojo shifted to another village named Palmas in a pursuit of living a new life. After a year, Rojo had his son enrolled in a school in a few kilometres distance from his home.
Palmas had already welcomed the rainy season when Rojo rejoined his school after a summer vacation. Rojo, who had to stroll early in the morning for his work, would always advise his son to carry an umbrella. However, the flippant juvenile who loved to play in rain never carried a one. And his mother would escort him to the school holding an umbrella for him.
“My lovely child, why don’t you listen to your father?”, she would always ask her son in a caring voice.
“I love to walk in rain”, Sam would always have the same answer.
“Your father and I love you a lot. We fear cold would catch you. Like your father, I can’t always accompany you. You have to obey what your father says”, she would request him in a broken voice.
Then Sam would just nod his head. But he would repeat his childishness the next day too.
Rojo would hug his son tightly after they would reunite in the evenfall.
“How was your day”, Rojo would question his son.
Then Sam in a lovable voice would narrate his father what he had learnt in his school that day. And Rojo would feel proud hearing his son.
“My beloved boy”, Rojo would fondle Sam.
Presenting his son with chocolate, Rojo would caringly ask his son, “My obedient boy. You carried umbrella with you, didn’t you?”, feeling Sam’s warm body.
Unwrapping the chocolate Sam would answer, “No, I was attended by my mother. She carried me to the school holding umbrella for me”, and Rojo would stare at his son. “She also went to fetch me”, he would continue.
“Where is she now?”, Sam would ask curiously.
“She has gone to toil. She will come back tomorrow to take you to the school”, Rojo would reply in a broken voice.
“Father, I love rain. Why she always comes up with an umbrella?”, Sam would express his dissent.
Ten rainy seasons elapsed and they moved in the town for Sam’s higher study.
One fine day, while Sam was shrithing towards his college, it rained unexpectedly. Sam began to walk hurriedly and he listened a voice approaching him as he startled. He ceased his progressing legs only to get surprised to see his mother with an umbrella.
“I knew it would rain today”, she replied before Sam even uttered a single word.
In a ten minutes walk, they had the same previous conversations they used to have for past ten years.
When they reached near to his college, she bade a goodbye to her son and she disappeared in a single blink. Sam inspected his right and left and was left dumbstruck. He was baffled for the whole day.
After the college, Sam rushed towards his home to unveil to his father what had happened in that morning.
After a silence Rojo replied in a teary voice, “Your mother left us when you were four.”
Sam unbelievably stared at his father’s eyes and tears rained down his eyes while he did so.
— Diamond Kapil K.C.
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