Well, I love the rain the most when it stops
We can see the big white houses, yeah, and the docks
And we can jump in the river, don't know if the water or sky is clearer
But I know that I love the rain the most
When it stops
Yeah, when it stops

Rain makes the people of Karachi emotional. I don’t know what it is about drops falling from the sky, but it has the weirdest of effects on us. The whole world treats rain like a bad thing, or at least an ordinary thing, but we look forward to it, and hope and hope that the idiots at Ptv finally manage on being right when they predict thunderstorms and lightning. Everything’s flooded, I hear the underpass was actually quite a sight to see, getting from A to B has never been harder, you can’t really do much except for sit indoors and watch it pour outside.

But once we stop getting emotional about the rain, we tend to get emotional about everything else. Screw valentines day and birthdays and 14th august. You want to see people be emotional in Karachi?

Come in the monsoon.

No more grey today, we gonna celebrate
You know Miss Sunshine,
She starts to paint a perfect picture of this river parade
And I know that I love the rain the most when it stops
Yeah, when it stops

And so it continues, everyday, more flooding and more inconvenience. Perhaps, if I was another person or in another place, I would complain, but I don’t have the heart to. Because its my last summer here as a permanent resident of this city, and soon ill be a visitor and perhaps my home will be elsewhere. And so, you just have to appreciate it, you have to smile.

And, trust me, its not hard.


Well, the dark waves, they start singing together
I can't believe this change in the weather
I start to hum a child's rhyme
And all these boats, they start rocking in time
And I love the rain the most when it stops
Yes, we love the rain the most when it stops
Yeah when it stops

All it takes is a drive down to sea view with the rain pelting on your window for the cheesy grin to make a come back. Open the windows, let your hands hit the cold air and feel the droplets fall on your fingers.

Sit next to your balcony with green tea and good music and watch the window fog up while the sun sets. Its almost like the sun takes longer to set when it rains, the unrelenting heat giving up too early and the last bits of pinkness just lingering for a while longer. Breathe in the air, the humid heavy air, the air that promises a newness that is unparalleled, a change that you aren’t ready for but you want all the same.

The summer is coming to an end
We ain't gonna let that slow us down one bit
Til that sunset will start to fade
They're gonna drag us screaming from these old riverbanks

Whisper the ‘i-love-yous’ and mean them, have the most honest conversations you’ve ever had, link your arms in someone else’s and sing old boy band tunes just for the hell of it. Go ahead, go and be nice with no ulterior motives, go give bear hugs to people who don’t deserve it, go forgive people that you had vowed to hate forever. Dance in the shower, talk to yourself when no ones around, cry silent tears in the middle of the night. Be happy, be sad, be whatever you want to be-

-today’s your day to throw off the hard persona and just be normal for a while.

We love the rain the most when it stops
We love the rain the most when it stops
Yeah, when it stops
Yeah, when it stops
Yeah, when it stops
When it stops, when it stops, when it stops...
Yeah, when it stops


It’s raining love, you can get away with it.