Come monsoon, and every being changes its mood - The sand smells earthy, the trees go brighter, the birds get cheerful ! And so was I. In awe of the magical rains while journeying from Mumbai to Pune!
Up and down around the valley we rode
The enticing greens and soaking road
The clouds went crazy
Forcing the Sun into mazy
The tiny rain drops kissed the window glass
Oh, and they lovingly touched my heart
Was it a dusky dawn or a sunny dream?
Trees, hut, the drizzle, so pleasing they seemed
Summer, Winter, come and disappear
Now I know why monsoon is so dear
The ride in the bus was a sheer delight
When thousand silver drops came out in limelight!
Beautiful! I miss it!
ReplyDeleteLovely Satya !!!!
ReplyDelete~Sadhana