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Enjoying Rain

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In the name of Allah, the beneficent, the merciful

We were three of us returning from a friend’s birthday party, it was 9 at night and clouds had taken over warning all of us of the rain to come. To add to it we were not getting a rickshaw to get back home so we thought of walking to the nearby square hoping to get one from there.On the way to the square we kept asking rickshaw walas but no one agreed to take us to our destination.

 Finally we reached the square and drops started pouring (i.e rain), we spotted a Tam-Tam and decided to grab it as no one of us wanted to get wet.
Well the Tam-Tam was full with people returning from their respective jobs but looking at us and the given atmosphere, the Tam-Tam wala made arrangement so four people (i.e. three of us and a random guy) sat in the front beside him where normally two can sit comfortably. I thanked Allah SWT for the Tam-Tam and the goodwill of the driver both. From my past experience in this so called student’s city, I never expected so from the driver… as I said thanks to Allah SWT. 

The three others took the inner seat and I took the outer most seat (rather half seat I should say) and so my legs were out.The Tam-Tam as I said was houseful with most of the people returning from their job. That area is basically known for the IT Park and so the discussions in the Tam-Tam were mostly about IT softwares, IT companies that most of the engineering students dream about, the work atmosphere, the complaints with their respective companies, the bad transport facility in pune, etc etc. 

The Tam-Tam was very old and hence made that typical sound that is normally generated by old vehicles. Well the less said about the songs played in a rickshaw is better…!!!!! And this Tam-Tam was not an exception. I was least bothered about the songs, I was lost in the rain, I was enjoying the chill drops falling on my lap.

Initially it was like a shower but soon the drops started getting bigger as rain continued…. Given the conditions of the Tam-Tam, the people started to feel the drops even inside and as usual…. Our mentality….. Most of the people started abusing the rain, cursing it for the bad timing, etc etc…
Qur’an CH:6 V:99.
It is He Who sendeth down rain from the skies: with it We produce vegetation of all kinds: from some We produce green [crops], out of which We produce grain, heaped up [at harvest]; out of the date-palm and its sheaths [or spathes] [come]clusters of dates hanging low and near: and [then there are] gardens of grapes, and olives, and pomegranates, each similar [in kind] yet different [in variety]: when they begin to bear fruit, feast your eyes with the fruit and the ripeness thereof. Behold! in these things there are signs for people who believe.

I always enjoy rain for various reasons…. And regardless of all the background music, (i.e. the FM, people cursing, honking, and the typical sound of the Tam-Tam) I kept enjoying the rain. My legs became completely wet due to rain and suddenly in no time my pant started weighing, I being a thin man had to bear that weight thinking that it would turn me macho…. Hehe…

Soon the rain water entered my shoes and it tickled….. I smiled…..!!!!! The rain continued, it kept tickling me where it tickles the most… I kept smiling…!!!!
Narrated Ata: 'Aisha (raa) said If the Prophet (PBUH) saw a cloud In the sky, he would walk to and fro in agitation, go out and come in, and the color of his face would change, and if it rained, he would feel relaxed." So 'Aisha (raa) knew that state of his. So the Prophet (PBUH) said, I don't know (am afraid), it may be similar to what happened to some people referred to in the Holy Quran in the following Verse: -- "Then when they saw it as a dense cloud coming towards their valleys, they said, 'This is a cloud bringing us rain!' Nay, but, it is that (torment) which you were asking to be hastened a wind wherein is severe torment." (46.24) 
 
On the way I saw people getting wet on their bikes…. I thanked Allah SWT for my lost bike else even I would have been on the bike getting wet like them and struggling to ride. As the Tam-Tam moved further in the traffic, I saw people (on bikes) waiting for the rain to stop beneath a flyover…. I thanked Allah SWT once again else even I would have been one of them wasting the crucial time during exam waiting beneath the flyover. I thanked Allah SWT for the protection over my head of the Tam-Tam… I prayed for those on bike for good health the next day and the present day to save them from accidents.

My friends got down nearby their place of stay and I continued the journey lost in my thoughts. As the last stop was nearing, Alhamdulillah (Praise to be Allah) the rain stopped, I got down, paid the fare, got into another Tam-Tam and finally returned home in those heavy pants….. I kept pulling up my pants while I was walking towards home; the naughty rain had made it so heavy that it was slipping down.

(NOTE: - The message and purpose of this writing is not clearly expressed and the readers are expected to deduce it on their own; in fact it will be appreciated if they leave it as a comment.
Tam-Tam – A Auto Rickshaw with 6 seating capacity but often used as a 10 seater.)

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Anonymous said…
God Bless u Quazi for such blissful a thread.. May Allah bestow much more in u than u already possess.. May the readers benefit outta the beauty of thought.. Way to go :)
December 15, 2010 at 10:22 PM
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