drops dat purify......

i don't want to be the little Johny who asked rain to go away.....why cant he play in rain?
just look out from your window when it rains..when drops drips slowly from the grills you could watch a brand new canvas of nature reveal in front of you...when each element of nature become beautiful frame for your eyes.when the first drops from the unknown paradise above kisses the earth i can smell life...the smell that symbolize the love made by two worlds...
i could feel nature exulted when heavens pour down on her.....purifying her past odds....i saw them dance in trans with the wild wind with more and more thirst for her love,her addiction,her rain. the music it creates with each object in earth as an instrument to create the song of universe.
i can no longer stay back behind the window grills...i want to get absorbed in that wild but serene phase of nature,for that playing football in rain is a good option.football and rain is a intertwined combo which couldnt be seperated.the game which is a fervor for mankind and rain which is the same for nature.playing on bare foot feeling the pulse of earth ,who cares for the stained clothes......rain swept my sweat like a mother does for her child.
every good thing have to come to a halt......very slowly rain withdrew back to the world above.

but the very next morning was nature wearing her most beautiful outfit.....like a woman after shower....soaked but tranquil.the golden rays from sun warming her ...but still those drops left back by heavens in greenery tricles down with the crave for making more love.