the first rain..
the first things in life are always worth remembering...the first silence...the first exchange of looks... the first love... the first rain drops after dry summer days. Rains are the wings of desire, nvr tired of floating from the sky of one heart to another. the sky gets enveloped in dark grey clouds. you hear the first distant rumblings of thunder...and you come out in the porch to feel the force of the wind...n suddenly the wind turns into gale and rain starts to pour all around...on green leaves and the on window pane... the chattering, blabbering of the drops when it flows through the pipe. the music played by these drops are innocently composed by the grey clouds..the smell of earth wen soaked by these drops of rain is like the aroma of you have been waiting for such long... Rains have always been accompanied by love.N Ahhhh.. what a feeling if your love accompanying you in the rains... Rains like love can never be caged, they elope with the matured clouds of emotions…you sing,...

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