At times, there are things that comfort me immensely. For example, I adore walking in the rain. Not the very rainy kind. But the drizzling, slightly sad rain, and my headphones plugged in soundly, maybe “Bittersweet Symphony” playing in the background. A memory comes back of a long time back, when I was going to meet J and I ran into P and both of us shared the tiny mp3 player I had, and walked slowly, in the rain, holding each other, and both giggling like a couple of kids.

I am thinking back, back into those days, and reliving the moments locked in my memories now. Standing with K one day, holding hands, and knowing that I was about to leave, and I would not be back. One day, with rain pouring down all over us, S and I had made a run for it, and ended up getting wetter.

Another beautiful memory comes back, of watching the rain pour down after a hot evening, and getting soaked in it, knowing that a certain someone is close. Then that look, that described so many things, without really telling me what I wanted to hear.

I don’t know. It is becoming a habit, this melancholia, and I sometimes think that maybe I am drowning in it. 

Written by Poorna Banerjee

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  1. Lorraine @ Not Quite Nigella 2012-07-11 at 10:02 am Reply

    A lovely post P. I adore Bittersweet Symphony, it strikes just the right tone for that mood. I hope you are ok? 🙂

  2. Suchi 2012-07-08 at 5:33 pm Reply

    Awww sad indeed!

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