The breeze brushes past my cheek ... a soft caress that trickles down . I can feel the rush of emotions ......I cant contain myself anymore as I feel the touch of the first rain drops on my face ..The wind lifts me out of this mire as the rain washes my thoughts away... I rushed out to feel the moments... I'm lost to the world ...A song in my heart , a spring in my step...I want to feel the rain touch my mind and body and leave a new me ...
I walk in the rain and I walk down memory lane ...years younger as I tug at the rain laden leaves to shower rain on me .I let the rain purge my soul , drown my worries and wash my memories
Its raining in bangalore ... Its beautiful and I dont want to let go this moment .I love life ...I've thown caution to the winds...I want to feel every moment of my life and live it ..
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Ohh, that was precisely how I felt too when it rained in Bangalore. Very well written
I hope you noticed how beautiful the sky was yesterday. It was the clearest blue and freshness that can only mean that the monsoon is almost here.
Thanks Rama and SM
The sky is definitely beautiful ... at least thats one good thing abt Bangalore
Ditto! Waiting anxiously for it to hit Mumbai. There is something nice about rains in Mumbai. They make this overtly abused city look beautiful. the nullahs, slums and even the potholes look so refreshing :)
Hi,
Yes...mumbai lookes beautiful...once in a while actually it does
the passing moments. if only we could take hold. an excellent philosophy here.
Hi mark..
Life is all about passing moments -I would rsther enjoy every moment and not regret the moments that are not worth it in life
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