The rainy season is here now... and it seems that it is on time this year...well atleast for now...They may be the pre-monsoon showers, and actually the season is still a little away, but they did offer the much awaited relief from the scrotching heat.
With rains, come the bhajiyas, cup of hot tea and such delights...Its hardly anyone who cannot love them.... Just as I love the tea, i am equally mesmerized by the lovely rains
So here's a little poem for the rains.....
Falling Down, pooling up,
Out of the sky, into my cup.
What is this wet that comes from above,
That some call disaster, and others find love.
The harder it falls, the less it is nice,
The colder it falls the harder the ice.
The rain has an art that I may not get,
So I stand still here and get soaking wet.
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