As I look out of my window, its raining, oh yes those droplets of warmth with a cooling touch, oh yes they are touching down on earth. The breeze that it brings along, gives you pleasure, or sweet pain. It brings back memories of a wondrous childhood, those little boats that we swayed through that thin stream of muddy water. We jumped with joy when the boat reached the end of that stream, as though it hit the target. It's hard to believe now how easily we were convinced and content about things. That boat made us jump, and today even larger successes are in vain. It's the twirl of daily events that we're so curled up within that we just fail to appreciate the nature's offerings.
And rain, its romantic too, smiles, giggles, those conversations too long, it reminds you of all things in the past and maybe those that you fantasise about. In the rains there's melody too and when that tinkles near your ears you can remember that walk you fondly had, which was full of indulgence and yet hesitation.
But alas when i turn to reality, in my land, rains have failed to evoke the emotions above, it's kind of nature's fury which we must live with now. I guess god's losing faith in his earth's soldiers, and he's sending them a strong message- Hey don't mess so much with what I gave you.
So, I'm just looking out of my window and hoping this time, I can lose myself again into the rain; its indulgence, warmth, melody and sweet pain....
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