Monsoon. The time when the scorched earth and the earthlings gets a blissful relief from the hot and humid summer. The time when the air has a twinge of earthly smell all around and the heart’s yearning for a deep-rooted desire is sky high!
Nothing is more quintessential than having a cozy afternoon along with a hot cup of chocolate milk and hearing the musical notes created by the raindrops while it falls from heaven!
Here I am, sitting near a window and a gentle awareness is creeping in of the symphony of pitter-patter around me. The trail of sliding droplets in the window gives a small measure of unfounded happiness.The sight of greenery in the ground is mesmerising. As though, all the flora have suddenly woke up from their deep sleep and are inching to open themselves to the heavens to thank for the compassion they are bestowed with. The lovely caress of raindrops and the gentle breeze of air on the trees, making them dance joyously, is enchanting to feast one’s eyes on!
It’s no wonder I feel the same thing, to sing and dance in this fantastic ambience. To attain the happiness I once used to achieve while I was less older than I am now. That cold shower of rain and a warm embrace of a dear one. Oh how I wish to be that young again!