The rain creates nostalgia:

The rain creates nostalgia:

This rain is being nostalgic to every body. Something is always connected to rain in every ones life. Whether it’s dancing with some one special in the rain or falling on the road full of foul water. It’s all the highs and lows of our lives which gets reflected when it rains. Depends how we take the rain as. Whether we draw happiness, go out, drench ourselves. Or complain how bad the weather is and keep whining.

But besides all this, the rain has a very high state of making us recall our past, either good or bad. We long for something we don’t know. We wish but the desire is unknown. This rain confuses us, or I can say strays us from our clear vision of the future. We get lost, but what for we don’t even know that.

You must have wondered why in the rainy outside you want to sit inside with a cup of tea in your hand, a slow, melodious music in the background, just you and no one else you need around. Sitting idly, you endlessly watch over the view out of doors.
Now recall and tell to yourself, what you think that time, anything productive or interesting. Nopes, you don’t! Oh, you think rich!!! You are a liar.
No one thinks anything, when it’s raining outside. You are just lost into something; you never can come out of. It’s hard to break the gravity that time.

So my question is why does this happen? Why is the rain so mystical? Why is the rain so wishful? Why does it create nostalgia?