Romans & histoires Rainy Season Quotes

tumango ako sa kanya at pagkatapos ay nauna nang lumabas ng Hall of Justice. Huminga ako ng malalim nang yakapin ng malamig na simoy ng hangin ang kabuuan ko. The rain is pouring heavily that made me stop from walking. "Fuck, life..." I uttered in a lower tone and took a deep breath. Blangko kong tinignan ang pag-ulan, ang bawat patak nito. I know I should start seeing the good in everything, but this weather made me feel cold and empty. All I want is to go home after a tiring day at work and here's the rain, pissing me off.

Or so I thought. “Buhos na ulan aking mundo’y lunuring tuluyan..” Bigla niyang pagkanta. “Ano nga ‘yung kasunod no’n?” “Heto ako, basang-basa sa ulan..Walang masisilungan, walang malalapitan. Sana’y may luha pa, akong mailuluha at ng mabawasan ang aking kalungkutan!” “It‘s raining men, halelujah, it’s raining men. Amen!”

I messaged Kiana that I would be going home late. The rain poured hard when I went outside. Hindi ko pala nadala ang payong ko. Medyo malayo pa naman ang parking lot mula rito. But I guess I just have to walk on the rain. Kesa namin maghintay ako rito nang matagal. Mas late ako makakauwi. I was about to run when an arm stopped me. "It's raining hard, Jez. Magkasakit ka pa niyan." His voice was laced with firmness. My eyes went to him. It was still there—the butterflies and the electricity all over me.

Sabay punas ko sa luha ko. "Hmmm...." Habang nag-iisip ng sasabihin sa'kin. Hindi na rin ako nagsalita at hinintay ko lang ang sasabihin niya sa'kin. "Ah, ito Adi maganda 'to." Sabay ngiti ng malapad sa akin. "Cry, forgive, learn, move on, and let your tears water the seed of your future happiness it was quoted by Steve Maraboli." Somewhat it made me calm.

Matagal na nanahimik si Darien bago siya nagsalita. “Mahirap basahin ang puso ng tao,” sabi niya. “Habang nabubuhay tayo sa mundo, talagang makakatagpo tayo ng masasamang tao.” Huminto siya sandali bago nagpatuloy. “Yung sinasabi nilang rainbow after the rain… para iyon sa mga taong nasa pinakamababang punto ng buhay nila. Parang konting pag-asa ang simbolo noon.”

sambit niya. “Naisip ko na kung hindi ba umulan no’ng araw na ‘yon, hindi ba magiging gloomy ang pakiramdam mo at hindi mo ba ako iiwan,” saad niya. “Same here. Starting that day, I hated how the rain stop me from everything. I started to see things I should hate about it, just look how ugly the city is kapag umuulan. Maputik, mga stranded na sasakyan, walang kuryente madalas and the list goes on. Ang daming bagay na hindi ko nakita no’ng kabataan ko,” mahinang sambit ko.

"My... my favorite pet?" "Cat." "My favorite days?" "When it's raining." "Why?" she asked. "Because when it's raining, you see beauty in sadness. May mga tao na nakakaramdam ng lungkot kapag umuulan. But not you. Instead, you feel happier and alive when it's raining. The sound of rain soothed and relaxed you. You appreciate the scent of a fresh storm and the delicious feel of water dripping down your skin. And it reminds you that it takes a little rain to make the flowers grow. When things get a little rough in life, iniisip mo lagi ang ulan. It became your reminder that "this too shall pass." You even have a motto that says, you don't get rainbows unless you also have rain."

Napangiti ako ng kaunti, 'di ko tuloy maiwasan ang mag-isip na nakikiramay ang langit sa aking kalungkutan. Ni minsan hindi ko naisip ang ulan bilang isa sa mga rason na nakapagbibigay sa akin ng kariwasaan. Especially for those times that I am on my lowest. Pero ngayon, every drop of the rain...the every sound of each raindrops gives solace to my soul that eases my mind and heart. Hindi ko alam na makaka diskubre pala ako ng isang bagay tungkol sa aking sarili.

nakatingin din siya saakin habang kumakanta. ~it ain't rainin' anymore, its hard to breathe when all you know is, The struggle of stayin' above the risin water line~ ngumiti ako ~Well, the sky is finally open The rain and wind stop blowin' But you're stuck out in the same old storm again. You hold tight to your umbrella Well, darling I'm just tryin to tell ya, That there's always been a rainbow hangin' over your head~ tumango siya sa'kin,para bang sinasabi na ipagpatuloy ko... Napalunok nalang ako at wala ng nagawa

Rain has always been honest with me. It doesn’t pretend. It doesn’t sugarcoat. It doesn’t say “I’m fine” when it’s breaking inside. When it falls, it falls, diretso, walang pasikot-sikot. Tonight, as I sit by the window of my small dorm room, watching the raindrops blur the campus lights, I feel the same way. Parang ako ’yung ulan—heavy, messy, inevitable. I should be studying for midterms. I should be highlighting notes, rereading chapters, pretending my life is perfectly fine. But how am I supposed to focus when all I can see is the message glowing on my phone?