I love when it rains...I don't know why, but it does make me want to go home to my parents...Maybe a damp, rainy day reminds me of those childhood days when we used to sit outside in the balcony and wait for baba to come home from work, and have our afternoon tea/snacks together...Maybe because, when it rained, Ma's garden turned greener, with occasional puddles here and there, which would be a hotspot to float some paper boats...
..I love when it rains...The ripples caused by the falling shower...The drops of rain creating an orchestrated music as it falls on the water, on the branches and the leaves....The pitter- patter on the asbestos roof or the tiles for a while, and then the collected rainwater guzzling out of the pipes ....The raindrops clinging on to the branches like pearls, just about to fall when ready with the perfect surface energy..A sudden zephyr touches my favorite wind chime, making it sing...An occasional bird alighting on the branches just when the sky bellows and the clouds roar ! The ducks swimming about wiggling their backs, taking in the beauty with style....A hot cup of tea and a good book while listening to your favorite music, in sync with the sound of the rain and the calls of the sky...And taking a break now and then to glance outside and admire the stunning beauty of nature....A rainy day is all you sometimes need to refresh and rejuvenate, just like nature does :)
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