A water droplet hangs gracefully from the tip of a palm leaf and shines brilliantly as a ray of sunlight passes through. The cuckoo belts out its usual melodious tune - perhaps wanting the rain to come back soon.
Pigeons and crows wriggle their feathers having indulged in a natural shower bath. The baby squirrel has become hyperactive - squeaking even louder; silencing the sound of the light rain.
The blue kingfisher swoops gently into the pond - stirred up a bit by the light, much-needed rain. Skies yet overcast and clouds lying low; the morning air is so cool, so fresh, so heavenly.
The gentle cool breeze uplifts my mind, body and soul as I gently take a sip from my cup of cardamom-flavored tea. The rain-drenched bushes and grass look lush green as I look outside as if in a trance or a dream.
Gita Ashok 9/10/2010, 3:30 pm
One morning not so long ago, I woke up to a surprise... it was raining quite heavily providing the much-needed respite from the sweltering heat. When it stopped raining, I looked outside from my balony and this is what I saw!