He wished, it rained yesterday, when he was with himHe loved listening to his poetic voice rambling stories of bygone youth, to the music of rain drops
He loved leaning onto his fragile chest and listening to the melody of his heartbeat
He loved holding his hands and walking in the rain in gay abandon
He loved to hear him recite Tagore Poems.
He wished it rained yesterday, for he could have had a last rainy day with his grandpa.