
07/23/2025
“It’s the same rain you loved that drowned you”
When we love, we forget about our destinies. We forget everything that defined us- Our principles, our rules, our views. We dream during the day and play with fire at night. Everyone keeps telling us that it’ll burn us, but we can only see its warmth. We start hating the person for the exact thing that brought us closer to them. It’s the same rain that we loved that drowns us. It’s the same people. It’s the same weather. It’s the same passion.
But I’ve heard that you keep your heart protected. You haven’t let anyone come close to it for years and you understand the vulnerabilities of destiny. You have once forgotten someone and you enjoyed that freedom so much that you choose to stay with it or you were scared? I’ve written so many letters to you. I’ve had countless sleepless nights thinking about you. Perhaps you’re that rain for me.
“Raat mein toot’ta tara dekha, bilkul mere jaisa tha,
Chand ko koi faraq nahi pada, bilkul tere jaisa tha.”
What is better- to understand that destiny plays its part or to burn ourselves in the fire that brings the best out of us? Franz Kafka kept destroying himself and wrote all his pain in letters. We are here, reading his letters, appreciating him, and sending love to the universe. But there must be someone at that time who was living a happy life with his family- we don’t remember him.
We can only hurt the people who love us. So this is for you, whom I could never hurt-
“Tumne naraz hona hi chhod diya,
Itni narazgi bhi achhi nahi.”