You hide the Sun from me.
With your cool effervescent hues.
Like night whispers over fevered skin.
You mend me.

It is raining
Slow and steady
Not very light
Not very heavy

When you ride your bike
The small drops pierce through your dress
It hits mildly on your eyes,
Makes your eyelashes heavy
With dripping water drops
Down to your nose and to your lips
It tastes cool and good
Compared to the demineralised water
of your household RO filter

It is raining mildly
Enough to wet you
Makes you cool and shiver lightly
Makes you fresh and cool
Gives you the energy
Better than any other means

It also brings back
A strange nostalgia
Which  you can not connect
Immediately..

Is it the childhood memories ?
Is it the rainy school days ?
Is it the sweet memories of
Your dead beloved ones
Who shared many such rains in the past?

It rains mildly
Slow and steady
Not very light
Not very heavy
But enough to
Make you happy
Make you fresh
Make you calm
Make you a new person
Rejuvenating
Refreshing..

It is raining mildly
Slow and steady*
....

Let the leaf that is dry and old enough fall off on it's own
Leave it as it is in it's place
Over a period of time it will fall off on it's own.

Let the leaf fall and touch the ground where it will meet thick, lush green grass that covers the entire ground.

The season has changed,
so let the leaf move ahead along with the wind to reach a new destination
Not much is known about this new destination,
perhaps the only thing is it's new when compared to it's old destination.

Let the lead that has turned dry,
brown and old,
let it fall off on it's own.
Leave it as it is in it's place for the time being,
since a time will come when it will fall off on it's own.

Always it's better to leave the past far behind
Since if something belongs to the past,
it's always better to let it remain in the past to where it belongs and then move ahead along with the present moment in time.

Move ahead in life with the present in mind
Think of present at the present moment in time
Think of something new,
something different when in present.

Even if the need of hour is to make a small beginning,
even then there should be no reluctance of mind in doing the same.

Definitely the present will change for better when the past is left behind
A departure from the past will add a new meaning, life and substance to the present moment in time.
A change also takes place in the present when the present has got something new to add,
something new to offer,
something different to ascertain,
something better to be done with regards to the future.

In all the aspects of life
In the different walks and ways of life
In the highs and lows of life
In the ups and downs of life
As and when a change takes place in life
In fact, whenever a change takes place in life
Let the change bring in something new to life.
Something,
some sort of a thing,
something unexpected to life.
Still further even with all these alterations taking place the changes must be refereshing enough to add new zest and zeal to life.

Always be prepared for the uncertainty that belongs to future
Accept the changes that take place in present to decide what is in store with regards to the future
Not every change that takes place in the present is a welcome change
Definitely only when a positive attitude is maintained,
only then it can be a refreshing change.

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Its a new day today
clouds and the sun, painted
all over the blue canvas
while I sit and sip my tea
and enjoy this happy feeling,
all worries kept at bay,
just bothered 'bout my biscuit
kept on the glass tray
whether to dunk it in the tea
or to taste it the crispy way
Why to think so heavy
its just the beginning
breathe a little now, relax
while the air is fresh and breezy
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The first few drops
Fell on my face
As I was speeding on my bike
The sky still looked almost clear
And there was not much signs
of an impending rain..

Then there was a breeze
Cold and refreshing..
The sun hid itself behind the clouds
The dust on the path flew up twirling..

The breeze got stronger
The leaves of the trees on
Both sides of my path started dancing faster..
There was a sudden flight of a pack of birds
There was few more rain drops and this time hitting stronger

Then all of a sudden,
The wind got stronger
The  droplets fell thick and heavy
The intoxicating smell of the first rain
Hitting the loose earth below
Pierced my nose and all my senses

I slowed down my bike to catch
All the smells, the droplets, the cold wind
The flying leaves,
The chirping of the birds,
The growing darkness..
The fragrance of the first summer rain...

The rain lashed heavily
Blinding my eyes,
Water dripped down by dress
Sending the cold chill through my spine..
Refreshing and Energising at the same time

The road became clean
With the run off..
The ensuing scenery became greener
Little streams formed and giggled
Down the drains...

I slowly cycled forward
Not caring to take a shelter
For I cherished to be wet
In the summer rain..
Which was bringing back
Nostalgic memories
Of childhood..
The song of the rain lingering
And the bike seemed to like the rain
As its master who floated
With the rain...
Immersed in the music of the rain..