" the last time I wrote a letter my father tore it apart..it was for my mom..it was addressed to her sky home.. my mother, I believed became a star like all children do..my father shouted on my face .."she is dead" ..I was eight then..I never wrote a letter again..

But this is an open letter for Rain..the shower..you are a business man now..a shrewd calculative businessman, you always had luxuries around with you and so it must not be new to acquire more.. are you happy shower? Are you even a drizzle now? You used to dominate the wind, you used to make it sway , your power immense, sometimes like a thunderstorm, sometimes like hail..but what are you now?

Rain , comeback .. not for the sun , not for the Rays, but just for yourself.someone told me to be little selfish ..today is my birthday.. I am turning seventeen still not an adult, but I want to be a little selfish.. come back ..the muddy roads, the flowing stream misses you, the paper will not fly, will never take your strength.. it was never your weakness. It never meant to be. Rain..pour again .."

Singto stares dumb struck at the screen, like every night in this past one year, he feels the haziness in his gaze as the letters on the computer becomes blur and he can taste the saltiness in his mouth..of the water of sheer heartbreak flowing down..

A sudden knock on the CEO,s office door, he wipes his eyes..he has to be strong , the younger can never be safe with him. How can he write without his greatest listener, his muse? If krist ever goes back to Singto's writing , he will discover himself many times in his poetry..his one poem even has the six year old sleeping beside the swing , thinking about the long lost dream of wonderland..the sun rays playing hide and seek,..

how can he write when Everytime he touches his thoughts to pen down anything..it's always him..yes krist is right he never wanted to be his weakness but that weakness was his greatest strength..

" Singto..?"

" Dad! How come you here. My secretary..she didn't inform me you are coming?"

" So that you run away again to some company meeting or overseas trip.? I have not seen my business man son for nearly a year now and my real son...well he is lost when he took the unannounced flight to Singapore that fateful day..

Singto why couldn't you trust me when I said I will protect both of you? Did you think I will backstab you too..! I waited for you to come to me son, talk to me once ..not trusting me, it hurt me, made me angry but you never came ..so I came today..I don't want another business man in the family..you are terminated ..go back.."

" There is nothing to go back dad..mom will never accept him and I can't risk him getting hurt again..I remember the blood and the pain..what if you become little late .what if your words fail..I can't take any chance where he is concerned.. he is my life wherever he is ." Singto goes back to the screen caressing the letters on the screen...people have already started speculating who is this Rain?

Krist has many female followers , though in many of his blog he had openly stated about his preference of sexuality..but that doesn't stop the other gender swooning over his words or look.. they know Ray's blog is krist Perawat's blog, the new writer on the block , krist has shared his "unfinished musing" release there ..he never really liked anonymity...hiding behind the facade of fake breakup to save himself or his relationship, he will never would have agreed.. Singto has always known.

There were even some speculations regarding him and Singto when unfinished musings were published but it soon murmured down as Singto was out of the picture, into writer's hibernation as it is called, where as krist is not a person to gossip . He continues his engineering well, Singto always knows his results from his fans .. they are floored by the young budding writer, the dashing cute star engineer.

For some months now , he even saw Krist's picture with Tana.. his fans shared it stating speculatively he is his boyfriend, which Krist outrightly denied on the page itself .. shutting everyone out ..

" Singto your mom will agree, I gave her a copy of unfinished musings to read .. she has to see that there is more to this beautiful boy than status or money.. she is angry on you too. But her anger is really not justified. I fathom that too well."

" dad I will think about it ."

" at least come back with me for some days, meet your mom, she misses you a lot Singto.. her love only drove her to take matters of happiness of your life in her own hands .. she thought you are doing a grave mistake , that you will regret one day being with him.. I think time has proven both of us wrong .. I have realised my mistake, I hope she has realised too .. she has picked up the book to read,when I left her early morning.. I just hope she sees what I see in the young brilliant man too"

" wow dad you are really eloquent with your words." A smile escapes him.. his face still turned towards the computer screen

" where do you think you got your writing genes?"

This time father and son both heartily laughs ..

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Krist has finished his tiring practical classes and heading to the canteen , he sees Tana and knot already waiting there . He became late because the professor was asking him to join the junior hazer team, he politely declined but he knows he will be approached again. He soon gets surrounded by some admirers who wants to speak to him, belonging both to junior and senior years, who wants to wish him on his birthday personally. He speaks with all of them with his regular polite demeanour before heading to his friends' table .

It's already late afternoon and he is ravenous.

" you really don't want to skip the remaining one more class to go out at least for a good lunch on your birthday." Knot asks .. the same question again. The younger has become famous, has become well known but also has become a recluse . He hardly goes out anywhere . Library, room, his blogs and upcoming novel that is all summarises his life now ..

" no, I am too hungry ,waiting for any restaurant order food is beyond me in this state."

" have something light now , let's atleast go for dessert . What about blueberry cheese cake." Tana tries too, the younger craves that desert , he knows ..

" no phi Tana , I am too tired to move , and I really don't want to miss the class . It's grid analysis ."

" that is what!! it is grid analysis!! the most boring one of the lot and you want to attend that class on your bir..." and Tana stills seeing the figure standing behind krist , shyly smiling with a blueberry cheese cake in his hand ..

Krist looks at Tana , he looks like he has seen a ghost, he turns back .. and his doe eyes go huge like saucer .. is he dreaming.. all eyes are on their table now .. as the older tanned guy stands sheepishly holding a huge cake ..

" happy birthday.. krist perawat , the young aspiring writer, or may I say the Ray to my Rain?"

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He came back..

Blue sky???

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