Miss the rain!!!
The fragrance of fresh Earth as she
awakens to the touch of rain...
The awakening of plants and trees,
their thirst quenched, their foliage bright- like the transformation of a new
Hindu Bride to the first touch of sindoor to her forehead...
Nature awakens to all her glory-
adorned in her magnificent jewelry, rising from a deep slumber, breathtakingly
beautiful to all who stop to take on the Magic.
What heavenly pleasure it is , to sit
on the veranda or window sill , with a hot cup of coffee, some old songs or the
dearest of friends and family, just enjoying the moment, feeling alive and
being one with the spirit of the Universe. The deep calm and peace that
pervades the soul and the smile that creeps to our lips...
But in the quiet recesses far away from
the hustle and bustle, away from the swarming commuters and cement jungles , in
small towns and villages and peaceful scenic places unblemished by modern
civilization's victories , some part of the fulfillment of that dream
lingers... The rain still kisses the Earth with reverence and wakes her up, the
scent of fresh earth wafting in the air, alluring the senses to deepest
awakening, the green trees, the light breeze playing with your hair, placing
teasing yet gentle kisses on your face with loving care...
I think I succeeded because , still when I think about it, I can almost sense
it again... The coming of Rain....
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