I went on a life changing trip to a magical place last year. It was a place full of football, cricket, and history. There, I saw a rainbow.
I remember it well, I was on a bus going from one realm to another. I was mesmerised by the uninterrupted openness, the bright sunshine, and the small town on the horizon with clouds gathering above it. The clouds, the sunshine, and the rain in between created the most beautiful rainbow I've ever seen, a full arch, grand and distinct, right in front of me.
Back home, however, I've recently seen hatred for rainbows. Mobs have been gathering with keyboards for pitchforks, and the source of their chagrin is rainbows. I've heard it being said that rainbows are unnatural, unwanted, and Western propaganda. But if rain is natural, and sunshine is natural, how can the union of the two be against the laws of nature?
I honestly didn't think of that rainbow too much at the time, but everyday, I remember it more. Rainbows are beautiful, natural, and loved. Rainbows are needed in a gloomy world.
– Azmin Azran, Sub-editor, SHOUT