Rains..... everything inundated.. i have to go.. its my calling..A calling for pure joy, and i go...
i walk alone... alone in a downpour..i just roam around..
i feel the rain..
i feel it pouring on me..
i feel it within me..
A pure joy stemming from heaven up above..
why do i like rains.. ?
why does it makes me happy? why does it makes me calm?
i just walk around.. with a bliss.. feeling the rain
i dont feel cold.. im beyond that.. i feel the wind with the rains.. a faithful companion of rain.. never leaving it alone be it in any situation..
why am i blissful?
i feel the rains..
i feel, the way, a tree feels when it receives the first rains..
i am the tree.. im the rain..
i understand it ...and i walk blissfully, getting drenched in the source of life...
6 comments:
A small, bitter observation:
The rain is not the source of life.... the sun is....
The romantic style is very good though.
-well wisher
@ Well Wisher: Well i disagree completely, water is the source of life.. life can survive without sun but without water life cannot survive atleast on earth..
heyy even i luvv wen it rains...:)
Kidhar se dhapa yeh ?
:P
-Neeraj
BC..
@Muns: meine Khud ne likha hia ye...
HAHAHAH AHAHHA kya lamba lamba fek raha hai !!!!
okok enough pulling your leg now, frankly i thought it was ....zzzzz i didn't read it completely actually. so can't comment on it :P
hooho maaza aa gaya
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