I captured this sound in my village, my hometown. The breeze stroked my hair gently, especially after the midnight rain.

I want to share the scent of the earth after being kissed by the rain, and the fresh, calming air carried by the wind.

You’ll hear the frogs calling for more rain, even though the wind has already turned cold. Their croaks, persistent and lovely, blend with the crickets, singing like an opera, refusing to let the frogs steal the show. And the geckos? Well, they’re just being geckos, chirping at who knows what.

I love replaying this sound while I cook, read, or meditate. It helps me stay focused as my tasks pile up like a mountain. Nature offers me relaxation that money can’t buy—the concert is free, and I couldn’t ask for more.

The village is my escape after rushing from east to west, scaling skyscrapers in the busy city. If I could, I’d live here forever.

Oh, you might hear the occasional bike passing by. It reminds me that sometimes, life’s little interruptions keep us grounded, pulling us back from flying too close to heaven. Haha, I know that sounds a little silly, but you get what I mean!

I hope you enjoy this sound as much as I do! Let me know if you have any ideas for other sounds I should capture next.

Also, there was baby's crying in the background. That was my neighbour's baby. What a cutie💚

With Love,

Ta