Romance • Jan 21, 2025 • 6 min read

Monsoon Letters

The air smelled different. The kind of earthy scent that always filled the heart with nostalgia. It had been a long, dry summer, and today the clouds had gathered, thick and heavy, as if holding back a secret. It was the kind of rain that was anticipated, even longed for, after months of unrelenting heat. But for Riya, standing by her bedroom window, looking at the first raindrops trickle down the glass, it meant more than just the relief of a monsoon.