The Rains Novels & Stories

…🤗 ( Ito ang 1st Story ko sa English Language kaya medyo wrong grammar ang iba ) On the first day of July, 2007. A heavy rain is falling down but it's not ordinary rain. Because the thunder of the rain is so loud, like a nuclear bomb that strikes. Then the lighting of the rain is flashing in the eye, like a flashlight that turns on and off in front of your eyes. Inside a cafeteria, there is a boy sitting in a chair and he is looking at the window, seeking for a rainbow but the rain is still falling. Then a man approached the boy.

“Yes. About the marketing revisions for the Valderama pitch. Can you walk me through this?” Tumango siya at lumapit. Lumuhod siya ng kaunti sa tabi ng mesa habang binubuksan ang laptop. Napalunok ako—hindi dahil sa kung anong intensyon, kundi dahil sa kung gaano siya kalapit… and how familiar she still smelled. Vanilla. Rain. And something heartbreakingly her. As she spoke, I barely listened. I was watching her lips move, but my mind was elsewhere—back to that night.

VERONIKKA ELYSE LAURIER I heaved a sigh as soon as the rain poured down on us. Tag-ulan na naman at eto ang pinakaayaw ko sa lahat. Aside sa nakakalimutan kong magdala ng payong, ay may naaalala ako. Hindi naman sa pinakaayaw, ang dami lang naganap nang gabing iyon na hirap parin akong paniwalaan iyon.

Her husband gave her a slight nod before starting the engine of their car. It was a rainy trip. The sky was weeping, and the rain was drenching the entire city. The sun vanished into the haze near the horizon when the thick thunderclouds engulfed it. The tangerine sky was now dominated by black and gray hues. As the rain grew heavier, puddles started to develop. The car’s roof danced with spray, and the rain’s murmur could be heard through the glass. It sounded like a swarm of angry bees swirling around.

*****RAIN***** HINDI NAGING madali ang mga sumunod na araw para kay Rain lalo pa't pakiramdam niya'y pasan-pasan niya ang mundo sa sobrang bigat ng kalooban niya. Imagine Jackie and her were fighting for something she doesn't know, her friend just suddenly changed and built a rage for her for something she wasn't aware of.

Idagdag pa ang mga mata niyang araw-araw yatang may stock ng tubig. Iminulat ni Zein muli ang mga mata niya nang kunin ni Yvette ang mga pipino. Nakita tuloy nito ang pagtulo ng kaniyang mga luha mula sa gilid ng kaniyang mga mata at humalo iyon sa cream na nasa kaniyang mukha. “Dapat nating pag-usapan, Zein. I even took a day-off just to talk to you. You should elucidate yourself because I can’t understand you. You’re crying because you’re in pain. Pinahihirapan mo ang sarili mo. Alam kong mahal mo na si Kuya Amos.”

Dahil sa mga isiping iyon ay napayuko siya at niyakap ang sariling mga tuhod habang hindi na napigilan ang kanyang mga masaganang luha sa pagpatak. Nasa ganoong sitwasyon siya nang maramdaman niyang may pumapatak na tubig sa kanya na nagmumula sa itaas. Nagtaka siya dahil tag-init noong mga panahong iyon pero bakit mayroong ulan? Hinayaan nalang niya na mabasa siya ng ulan. The rain became her comfort in her sorrow that day. Tila nakikisimpatya ang ulan sa nararamdaman niyang takot at pangamba.

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.

Ang tindi ng scene na ’yon, pati si Rain ay nakaramdam ng kuryente sa gitna niya sa sobrang libog. Grabe, nakakabaliw. Kahit na labas na si Rain nang labas kanina, parang may gana pa rin siyang maki-join ulit. Lalo na nung pagkatapos niyang manganak, parang mas tumindi pa yung pagnanasa niya. Hindi niya alam kung dahil ba sa hormones o sa edad niya na rin. Pero kailangan na niyang umuwi, kaya nag-book na lang siya ng ride para ihatid siya sa bah Bago umalis si Rain, nagpaalam muna siya sa dalawa niyang kaibigan na mukhang balak mag-overtime hanggang umaga. S’yempre, pass muna siya dahil may pamilya siyang uuwian.

The rain was no longer a mere weather phenomenon; it had become a symbol of their shared pain and heartache. And amidst the rain and thunder, Summer's cries became a cathartic release, a way to let go of the love that had become a burden. The heavens wept alongside her, a reminder that even in the darkest moments, nature itself understood the depths of human emotion. Summer's tears mixed with the rain as she allowed herself to grieve the loss of not only a relationship but also a friendship that had once been the cornerstone of her life. The rain-soaked streets bore witness to her pain, a testament to the love that had been shattered by betrayal. And as the storm raged on, Summer walked forw