When i think about rain it brings back memories of my childhood.For us it was time to put on our rainy shoes,wear those colourful raincoats and keep splattering water all over by jumping in puddles.As we grew older the raincoats were replaced by colourful umbrellas which actually didnot give much protection!!But they were so colourful..I remember one specific umbrella gifted to me by my Grandfather.it had red,green,yellow,blue colours and a wooden handle.I guess it is still there in my parents house.

In school days we used to pray for a heavy downpour so that we would get a holiday but unfortunately for us our school premises never got flooded!!But still it was fun attending school in the wet weather (it meant no P.T. class – good for me).Raincoats were smelly when kept folded in our desks,as we were never allowed to keep it elsewhere.Only some teachers had the privilege of opening their wet umbrellas and leaving it to dry in the classroom.

But the most exciting part was mummy making some yummy bhajias-potato,onion,cauliflower,capsicum, accompanied by a hot galss of tea…Wow mouthwatering….i do miss those days so much.

It was also the time for love,romance,or for singles dreaming about some handsome guy proposing on bended knees with a single red rose!! heheheh all teenage fantasies i guess and i wonder if ever girls these days have such thoughts.

I can feel the rain drops against my face as i stand in my balcony with arms outstretched.The smell of the earth so pure and amazing.The platter on the rooftops,the dark clouds in the sky,the occassional thunder accompanied by lightening,the rare powercuts,the muddy roads,mon’s worries as the clothes wouldnt dry.Its all freshh in my mind and now as i see the rain fall,i go back in time to relive those moments of happiness,joy,frustration(most of my shoes couldnt save my dresses from getting splattered with mud!)..The squishing of the rainy shoes,ducking to avoid being poked by someone’s umbrella,abusing all those drivers who on purpose drove through ditches and derived animal pleasure in seeing the pedestrians getting drenched…..i can see their evil grin and it makes me fume even now!!

Rain, feel it on my finger tips
Hear it on my window pane
Your love’s coming down like
Rain, wash away my sorrow
Take away my pain
Your love’s coming down like rain

When your lips are burning mine
And you take the time to tell me how you feel
When you listen to my words
And I know you’ve heard, I know it’s real
Rain is what this thunder brings
For the first time I can hear my heart sing
Call me a fool but I know I’m not
I’m gonna stand out here on the mountain top
Till I feel your

When you looked into my eyes
And you said goodbye could you see my tears
When I turned the other way
Did you hear me say
I’d wait for all the dark clouds bursting in a perfect sky
You promised me when you said goodbye
That you’d return when the storm was done
And now I’ll wait for the light, I’ll wait for the sun
Till I feel your

Here comes the sun, here comes the sun
And I say, never go away

Waiting is the hardest thing
(It’s strange I feel like I’ve known you before)
I tell myself that if I believe in you
(And I want to understand you)
In the dream of you
(More and more)
With all my heart and all my soul
(When I’m with you)
That by sheer force of will
(I feel like a magical child)
I will raise you from the ground
(Everything strange)
And without a sound you’ll appear
(Everything wild)
And surrender to me, to love

Rain, I feel it, it’s coming
Your love’s coming down like

Madonna : : Rain



Carnival Of Rust


Come feed the rain,
coz am thirsty for your love
dancing underneath the skies of lust,
yeah feed the rain,
coz without you love my life,
aint nothing but this Carnival Of Rust