Mar 2018
The rain that showers over my window and bathed the glass.
Few drops from those moving ***** sprinkle over my face.
And I come to know that I'm alive.
Still alive.
Feeling the intense petrichor.
And I start to feel that I'm alive.
Still alive.
Few drops from those moving ***** sprinkle over my face.
And I come to know that I'm alive.
Still alive.
Feeling the intense petrichor.
And I start to feel that I'm alive.
Still alive.
Nature makes you realize that you are still alive.
