When from ocean full of tears leaving behind the sadness a drop rises pushing behind it's fear it reaches the heaven through paths of haziness and finally comes down turning into a sweet pearl on our thirsty face bringing a smile on that diligent farmer's face. Down it goes to the crop roots and the seeds we did sow sometimes leaving behind memories as a vibrant rainbow.
With very less rainfall this year till now, I am scared what all will be affected, hoping for some good amount of rainfall.