Rain was strong …but her mind ..,it was calm
..rain always brought the peace , the calmness in her mind. She has heard that
the rain is blessing from the god..rain falls from the sky when the boughs of
heaven opens for angels ..rain it’s the blessings of her parents .most of the
people hated the stormy rain but for her it brings the joy to the core of her
heart how cant she love the rain the hard stormy rain which drench her to the
bone and make her shiver up to her spine..the soothing touch of raindrops over
her this is the time where she can cry her heart out …about her loneliness her despair ..nobody can find the
tears nobody will find the facade that she put to find by others ;the smiling
face which she is faking for every time..
It was such a rainy day ,
the wind was stormy rain was hard but she was in that lonely road as her life
walking alone with an umbrella drenching in the rain shivering to the core .it
was hard there were so many people around me..but feeling lonely even if am with
them…being in the solitude.. Language has created the word loneliness to
express the pain of being alone and the
words solitude it express the glory of being alone..for her everyday brings a
hope..but hope always remains as a hope ..till to this minute…
She was walking ..immersed in her thoughts…
“Damn it was my fault to forget the
umbrella…he cursed himself for the nth time
standing under the tree shivering it was that time he spotted a figure
walking through the road with an umbrella .. thank god he rushed to it
Someone barged in to her umbrella …warm hands
holding her hands with the umbrella
startling her .
“Hi am sorry….
Silence spoke loudly, eyes talked behalf of
them he couldn’t look in to her eyes for
any length of time without losing all senses of reality..each of time I looked
in to her eyes my insides began to melt away …my whole being hummed with
happiness
The delicate black curls her quivering lips
and she smells better than the rain my heart leap in to my throat before it
broke unsteady rhythm…
There is an unknown pull between them she can
feel it and from the rising temperature around her ..was it because of the
warmth in his eyes? Looking straight in to his eyes that have the power to look deep in to her
soul unsetting her making her restless but at the same time soothing her soul
assuming a better tomarrow making a
hundred of butterflies fluttering in her tummy
An invinsible thread connects those who are
destigned to meet here hope is meeting the reality..reality of love .love is
something that finds you and love will bring the magic to her life it’s a start
starting of the new song of the rain and wind and she will be there with life full
of colours as a rainbow…
