Rain has always been a part of my growing up;
I was Happy when heavy rains closed the school;
Teenage was fun in getting totally drenched;
During heartbreaks rain hid my gushing tears ;
Monsoon made my mood, bhajia and chai;
The clutter and splash, was soothing music;
As people moved with umbrellas balanced perfectly
Tears, water, sweat mixed to make a heady smell;
Love it; hate it, hide from it but cannot escape,
You will be caught, caressed and bathed in open;
You will relish, others enjoy and rain Gods smile;
Rain came, you saw, Rain conquered, adieu.
Nostalgic!! Well penned, Ramya!
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