I always ask myself, why the first thing always matter? Be it the first bike, first job , first book or first love. There is something mystical about these first things. They leave an impact which stays with you forever. So I kept thinking for a while. And that's when it started raining.
I know everyone loves first rain. It will be hard to find a person who doesn't. The smell of soil. The cold breeze which arrives on a hot sunny day. It's like arrival of a beautiful girl in mechanical engineering department (Only Mech boys will understand)...lol. The atmosphere is suddenly so calm, even the earth is like, dear Sun time to get a break.
And then the first drop on your face. Suddenly you realize how much awesome today is. For a moment that tiny water particle makes you smile. And that smile is the key to my wondering.
Every 'first time' gives you a pleasant experience. Whenever you are going through tough times, you recall that smile. And that's why the First one's matter. Just like this first rain.
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