First Rain...

It was a dark night and I was standing in the balcony. Looking at the sky and the far off lights on the hills. Suddenly lighting struck in the sky and it started thundering... Slowly a wet smell of the ground refreshed each one... a new life of the plant restored, a cool breeze started to flow and there it came... first rain of the season... Greeting of the first rain to all...

As it started to fall and life on the street started disappearing, an emptiness filled on the roads, and remembrance of the people came. I sometimes wonder about human feeling, how they shape up and how weak sometimes a person is in front of his or her feeling. Like wise, rainy season is a season where you remember the playing in the muds, getting wet in the rain, scolding of mom for getting wet yet again in the day, reasons to avoid school, looking at the person you love getting wet in the rain. Holding the hands and you don’t find any vehicles to commute, the wait for vehicle with person you hold close to your heart, you wait for it to come early so that you can drop her home safely, but, at the same time thinking and praying for vehicle to get delayed so that this romantic fall of the sky, the water from her face dropping on the grounds, or falling on your hand and you taste it to feel her closer... Aha nothing can be beautiful...

Imagine.. You are returning from a movie, rain started, you stuck on the road, waters and you board the heavily crowed bus. You stare the person you love and she feels embarrass as you look at her clothes stuck to her skin, She is sitting and you are standing next to her, looking at her from head to toe from height… she is adjusting of her dupatta and you turn your face not to embarrass her.. And there you feel the richest person in the world. Rain made your day and you started loving it more... Rainy seasons can make many good things and you have countless encounters when you think of becoming child again in this rain... Walk on Marine Drive say, a cool evening, single blue jadoo types windcheater and you two.. Just rains dropping and you walking....Amazing it can be...

Each season has its beauty and I guess rain is the season of flourishing love.. Rain gives new life to everything... Trees and nature earth awakens to a green carpet, you feel life flowing in them.. As I look through my office window and I see trees dancing and rejoicing in the rain... Rain fulfills the thirst of the earth. Rains nothing beats the beauty of this season...

Also another aspect of the beauty of the rain is the colors filling the sky in the form or Rainbow. It reminds how colorful things can be after a dark and wet day. After thunders, beauty of silence emerges. I was able to spot it last weekend, when I was on long drive along the costal way in the rain with bunch of friends. We were going along the beach, waves were coming to shore with all the force they had.. High tide was on its way.. Dark clouds and mild sun light made it stunning beautiful. And there it appeared.. Colors come in half circle and a beautiful rainbow.. It reminds me of the all the good times we had, having and we are going to have. A beauty beyond the words...

Truly a rainy season is the reason to ignite the passion, recreate the world, awaking again with a new vigor and freshness.. Let’s take on the things because we are ready....

Some nice quotes I found on the net on the rain..



How beautiful is the rain!
After the dust and the heat,
In the broad and fiery street,
In the narrow lane,
How beautiful is the rain!
-By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Rain in Summer


An angel in disguise she was, but somehow you fell for her. Until she broke your heart that day, and left you in the rain, but still I love you.”
-By ?????