There are moments in nature that feel like gentle whispers from the universe — moments that calm your soul and awaken forgotten memories. Rain is one such miracle. It doesn’t just fall from the skies — it arrives like a long-lost lover, embracing the thirsty earth and reviving every inch of life it touches. As the clouds begin to gather and dance in the skies, we can now start expecting that blissful time when the Earth gets relieved from its thirst.
The scent of wet soil — petrichor — is perhaps the most emotionally charged fragrance known to mankind. It doesn’t just smell good; it brings back childhood, love, heartbreak, and peace. It’s the Earth's way of exhaling after months of summer heat. And when the first raindrop hits your skin or kisses your windowpane, something shifts inside you. The world slows down, and suddenly, the chaotic noise outside begins to sound like a lullaby. The drumming of rain against rooftops, the rhythmic taps on glass, and the fresh breeze that sneaks into your room — it all feels like magic.
My City of Dreams in the Monsoon: Udaipur
Every city has its own story of rain — its own version of mizzle drops. For me, the most mesmerising monsoon experience comes from my home, Udaipur, the City of Lakes. Rajasthan is famously known for its heat, where the summer sun scorches every breath you take. That’s why, when the first drop of rain falls, it’s not just water — it’s hope. It’s a celebration. The dry air turns aromatic, the skies become a painter’s canvas, and the lakes begin to smile.
I’ve had countless rainy moments in Udaipur, but each monsoon feels new. My Udaipur looks like a dream during rains — the hills dressed in fog, Fateh Sagar Lake shimmering like a mirror under the monsoon sky, and the Aravallis echoing the sound of joy. As the clouds roll in, the roads come alive with people rushing to their favourite viewpoints. For many, it’s just another season. But for us, it’s an emotion.
The excitement here is unmatched. The youth rush to Neemuch Mata or Sajjangarh Fort. Families take slow drives around the lakes, couples find secret corners to enjoy corn on the cob, and the air is filled with laughter and steaming tea. And as for me, I get a massive, unstoppable smile on my face every single time.
For the Ones Who Don’t Love Rain…
I don’t hate those who dislike rain, not at all. But I feel they’ve missed something. They haven’t experienced the true joy of it. Maybe they were caught in traffic, or maybe their favourite shoes got ruined in a puddle. But there’s a version of rain that heals you. If you’ve ever walked barefoot on wet grass, sipped hot tea with crispy fritters during a drizzle, or listened to 90s music while raindrops hit your window, you know what I mean. If you’ve ever danced in the rain without caring how you look, or cried under a grey sky, letting the rain hide your tears, you’ve lived the rain in its purest form.
Rain doesn't judge. It doesn’t ask why you’re sad or what went wrong. It just stays with you, quietly.
“I like it when it rains hard. It sounds like white noise everywhere, which is like silence but not empty.”
– Mark Haddon
The Incomparable Beauty of Rain
The beauty of rain is universal, yet personal. It doesn’t need stormy clouds or dramatic lightning — even a soft drizzle carries with it the charm of poetry. There’s something addictive about watching the world turn slow and serene as the rain begins. It’s the only time the Earth feels like it’s exhaling — taking a break from the noise and rush.
The slight wind that precedes a storm, the smell of wet leaves, the way the trees dance — it’s a performance put on by nature herself. It’s hard to stay indoors when it rains. You want to step outside, stretch your hands, and feel the droplets wash over your face. You want to run barefoot, smile without reason, and hum old songs you didn’t know you remembered.
Rain: The Music, The Memories, The Magic
For some people, rain is just water. For others, it’s a time machine. It brings back memories — both painful and beautiful. Some people feel their childhood again. Some remember a person they once loved. Others create new moments with each downpour.
Some stand by the window with a warm mug of coffee, while others rush outside like excited kids, trying to catch raindrops. The joy is in the little things — sharing an umbrella with your crush, running to the terrace with your siblings, or watching paper boats float down the street.
The best part? The sound. Rain is music without instruments. The rhythm of water hitting the roof, the gentle rustle of trees, the occasional thunder — it’s nature’s own orchestra. And when paired with silence, it becomes more soulful than any song. You can listen to it for hours and never get bored.
Rain is a Fresh Start
What makes rain so enchanting is the feeling it gives — the sense that everything dirty, painful, and exhausting is being washed away. It feels like the Earth is getting a fresh coat of hope. Even emotionally, rain helps us release — we cry more easily, think more deeply, and feel more intensely when it rains.
The grey skies might seem melancholic, but they hold a strange kind of peace. Rain is redemption. It’s a revival. It feels like we grow a little every time it rains. We reflect, forgive, and sometimes even start over. Whether it’s rekindling a friendship, restarting a habit, or simply taking a deep breath after a breakdown, rain marks a new beginning.
The Romance of Rain
If love were weather, it would be rain.
There’s something incredibly romantic about the monsoon. The way the rain kisses the earth, how the clouds flirt with the mountains, and the smell that lingers like a lover’s memory — it all feels like poetry. Lightning turns the sky into a dramatic stage, and every raindrop is like a line from a love letter.
For some, rain is the time for cosy cuddles and heartfelt conversations. For others, it’s just the perfect excuse to get lost in someone’s eyes. And for dreamers like me, it’s a romance between clouds and soil — a love story told in thunder and whispers.
Even the rainbows feel like nature’s way of saying, "Hang in there. Something beautiful is always on the way."
“Let the rain kiss you.
Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops.
Let the rain sing you a lullaby.”
– Langston Hughes
Rain as a Reminder
Every raindrop that falls from the sky is a reminder. A reminder that things change. That heat doesn’t last forever. That life has seasons, and after every dry spell, there will be a moment of drenching joy. That even after the most unbearable summer, there will be relief.
Rain doesn’t just touch the ground — it touches hearts. It connects strangers on the road, makes lovers pause mid-conversation, and makes poets pick up their pens. It turns ordinary days into unforgettable moments.
So next time it rains, don’t just stay in. Step out — even if it’s for a moment. Feel the rain. Smile at the sky. Dance like no one’s watching. Cry if you must. Hug someone you love. Or just sit and listen.
Because rain is not just a weather condition — it’s an emotion. A season of memories. A silent healer. A gentle reminder to pause, feel, and live.
And remember, when the skies turn grey again — it's not sadness. It’s the Earth getting ready to sing again.