Tip tip barsaa paani :D

The clouds gather in the corner of the blue sky making it dark and as if to say something which they wanted to say something forever. You expect something to happen , may be you expect the storm to blow.... May be , there is a time for everything in the order of things. When you chance upon the sudden realization , something comes to your mind , that enigma track called “return to innocence”, don’t know why but it comes to your mind.
Well, when you were thinking so much of chained thoughts , it begins to rain:DD Rains in pilani yes! yes! yes! ....The clock refuses to accept the weather. It looks as if it is evening , the clock argues with it by proclaiming it is nowhere near the onset of evening , it loudly says time is stuck in point near the afternoon. May be this is how the perplexing thoughts hit you . Well , as it rains outside , I look on and the wind tries to force a battle with the paper (ot assignment )in which I am writing.The raindrops carry on taking their flight from the clouds to the ground. The leaves take a few drops to look greener and greener . The passion of the green leaves is so simple.

Enough now ,i lost the battle of my paper being swayed by wind (luvd losing this one ) n yippie me out in rains with frns ....once again back to innocence the splashing of water ,the paper boats,the rain dance ,those singing aloud ,that running n shiverin ...getting drenched to my soul aah lovely ....... i luv rains i luv rains i luv rains ..

n here is someone playin the song i walk a lonely road n this brings to my mind some of the memories of the not so long ago days ...Jeans rolled up, balancing the bag and the umbrella…...Goa yes ....lolzz those were the days !!!
walking a bit more backward reminds me that there are just too many things I associate with the rains..... have already mentioned abt them in 1 of my posts but neva mind here i go again ......
That smell of the earth after the first rains of the season

The small paper boats we used to float in puddles…

Long walk with friends on the wet roads at night…

Coffeeeeeeeeeeeee :) :)

Splashing water on each other

Catching a cold....wet hair

A big fight with a loved one...

Some songs....

Profound wisdom......


Huddling under an umbrella with a want to get wet wet wet n finally throwin it away...
(god i still remember the watchman's reaction n lecture when i got wet wet wet in goa lolzzzz)

Colourful raincoats and cute children carrying bags beneath them........

kissing the raindrop...

Its just so amazing ..... remembering the tit -bits that rains leave me wid .....
But time moves on , nostalgia is always like this , tickles your heart so that you refuse to budge. Stints in life teach you the best days are days which are very simple in nature. Cliché’s are easy to find I guess but to be simple is a bit difficult.

The skies along with me await the onset of the festivities. The bful skies which I look forward to and the glowing nights. May be the time comes when every year you meet a new hope and new urge to live on. Eagerness in my heart leads to the chain of thoughts that move on into the life. The chain of my thoughts in very clear , I don’t want to look at a blank paper, it looks much better when it is filled up so me finishing my assignment :D
There’s something to look forward to , here goes the wind again.....
Love u weather for bringin me a big smile :)
neha