Early Morning I woke up, as I stand at my window, looking outside my window,
I can hear the thunder of clouds, the sound of rain, I can smell the essence of rain. The sound of frogs and beetles. The susurration of leaves. It feels like as if it’s inviting me to be a part of it. A beautiful sight of rainbow in the sky, after the rain, adds to the thrill and excitement. Rain is a feast for the eyes. It feels wonderful to breathe the air ripped with pleasant, and dewy petrichor along with the sweet smell of Mogra.
Rain is a word that is often used pejoratively. Sometimes it falls in big fat drops, Sometimes it blows in gently, as fine as sieved icing sugar. Rain is a blessing for some people but it’s also really bad for few people. Whenever we hear the word ‘Rain’ in summer season, it automatically brings happiness to our faces and also gives relaxation to the heart and mind. You know even a Peacock dances, when it rains, so how can people be left behind!? Rain no doubt gives us a cool weather but also very messy and chaotic roads.
