The first rains have always seemed alluring to me.. rolling down the memory aisle as the rain drops roll down my window pane.. that feeling, with a cup of hot coffee.. is something bewitching.. i can veritably feel the tangibilty of a loved one. But all that lasts only till the first shower. the remainig days of the monsoon irks me out.. wading through with the umbrella that turns upside out each time a heavy wind comes my way.. manging not to step in to those muddy puddles... n.. aww!! still its dirt n water all over when you finally reach your destination...
but...
its been a week that monsoon has begun this time..
though it hasnt rained heavily or so in these days.. these rains, even after the first one, continue to entice me. What can be the reason...?? i dont know.. i cant think of any thing particular. Whatevr it is.. i'm enjoying every bit of it.. every moment of it.. every drop of it..
It feels so cool as the breeze rushes just to touch my face.. the soil gets wet and disseminates its fragrance so that I.. only I.. can relish that pungency which had been hidden for months.. the raindrops beating to the tune when i lazily lie on the couch and hum my favorite song.. that thunderous roar reminding me of my mom's warmth as a child when i used to wrap myself around her with fear.. that lightning streak.. helping me envision a new way ahead..
I had always wished the monsoons to end soon but this time it really is different..
It has arrived with an altogether new lease in my life, hopes that may enable me to thrive upon for the years to come.. relationships that i'll cherish throughout my life.. situations of which i have made myself capable of handling with.. premonitions of a fantastic tomorrow.. the finesse to conceive what is and what is not.. and.. most importantly.. the confidence to be what I AM..
how i wish it would rain forever and i grow everyday.. for each rainy day would be teaching a different lesson...
