The World set itself right with the Rains pouring. I got drenched in rain for 20 minutes straight. Boy! I loved it. Now who doesn't believe in Magic? This is where it happens, on earth, before our eyes, around us! :) :) Okay, I am happy! I loved the water droplets caressing my face as I winked at the Sky. I had fought with him since morning, for he surely had plans to ruin my time on the terrace, but well, who knew - he'd surprise me with a nice cold shower! ;)
I miss my Black Mug. You know, the one which always accompanied me in my cold times? Here you go! This one's on rain too...Hmmmm...and I thought my love for rains was new found. How easily we forget the things we once used to love and move on, don't we? That's what intrigues me about humans. We have the ability to keep falling on our bums pretty hard, but then we spring back to life, just on the hope to fight again. Lovely! Psst: My mum's hoping my Blues Black Mug would break cause she hates that I even drink water in that! I will buy three black mugs if my this Mug breaks. Really. No one messes with my Mugs/Coffees/Ginger Tea.
|Blues Black Mug Embracing Ginger Tea.|
Oh, have you ever noticed the little sparrows when it rains?? These days, while I am on terrace, there are these tiny birds, three pigeons and two Red-whiskered Bulbuls. They just sit there, all fluffy and quaffed, while I walk. In rains, they become all puffed up. It's funny! I just love watching them.
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Who can beat the blues better than my ginger tea, rains and the birds! Oh and some may say, that rains are gloomy, but for me, they always mean washing away of sorrows and miseries and pulling yourself above everything, bringing you close to yourself and Nature. *Definitely NOT in so many words* Lemme know lovely fellas, what Rains mean to you? Till the next time, people, cherish what you have and not chase after feathers in the rain. Blessed Be! :) :)