Rain or me
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| by,sadam jutt |
Suddenly the weather became very lovely outside today. When it rained, I remembered one of her habits. She loved to get wet in the rain. Whether it was cold or hot, she didn't have a touch mobile. When I would tell her when to come, she would go crazy waiting, and if it didn't rain, she would get in a bad mood.
I would often ask her if she liked rain more, or I would say she is crazy. This is also a question to ask. Apparently, I like rain; then I would get sad and angry, then she would tell me ok, stay sad, And I will not be angry with you until it rains.
She used to have children come to her for tuition. She used to pray to them every day that it would rain. One night it was winter. It rained. She texted me. I am going out on the moon in the rain.
I tried to stop her, but she got wet in the rain on a crazy winter night. Then she got a fever. She was scolded by her family. Now it was raining the next day, but she was helpless and helpless from the sick window. She was looking at me and texting me angrily and saying sadam jutt, because of your kindness, I had to see this day.
And then she used to tell me to keep the moon mobile and bathe in the rain outside as if I am with you.
She is no longer in my life, but whenever it rains, I think she must be soaking in the crazy rain. Then I also keep my mobile so that I get wet in the rain and feel that she is still with me. Some love There are some moments that do not end, there are moments that one remembers when one sees them and now when clouds form in the sky, it starts raining from my eyes and this rain often makes me cry.
by sadam jutt
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