Its raining here....
Sitting by my window, I am trying to figure out when did I first fell in love with them? From the time I know myself, I have always loved it.
The smell of the Earth, the darkening of the sky, the pitter-patter on my window, the brightening of the tress, the sparkly squeaky clean path, the drenched dog, the small puddles on the road, the sudden welcoming humid cold, the feel of the air and water on my skin, the smell of filter coffee, the slightly chilly yet warm couch, the crunchy hot snacks, the mild, mysterious lullaby of rain...ahh I guess I am short of words to paint the picture!
In fact, I love Monsoon so much that I wonder, how it would be if it were Monsoon throughout the year, enveloped amidst nature with its stark primality..I really wonder what if I would have been born in a place where it rains throughout the year..Mumbai, is a great place to be, but what if I was born or what if I get a chance to live in Cherrapunji..??!!
I wonder, how it would feel to be surrounded by this beauty throughout the year (No doubt a dream still a nightmare for someone like me who is real favorite of common cold and cough, so much that they are permanently with me through out the year!!)..
The Rain girl in me is already going in her rain -heaven..