Its raining outside....The Monsoon has arrived.Its so lovely to touch the raindrops,to look at the soothing blue of the sky after the scorching summer days...I love the rains....
Brightness is too bright...sometimes its better to get engulfed by darkness...sometimes its better to feel gloomy.....happiness is there,but somehow i enjoy sorrow more than anything,and monsoon is the season to remember the shadowy past,to shed tears for someone I never had in life,to be Romantic.....
The first clouds were sent as messenger by the Yaksha in Meghdutam by Kalidaas...and its such a beautiful imagination...Monsson does make one romantic,it makes one think about those unfulfilled dreams that haunt us....the dark clouds,the tender green of the earth,the smell of the leaves...
Welcome,the rains...cover the brightness of life,make us more subtle...let your tender soft touch heal the pains of daily lives...let us be free to dream.......
