Rain Down On Me...

And it rained last evening…

Have you noticed, when you desperately want something to happen.. It always comes out, right in front of your eyes in one way or the other..
I wished Rain….

I don’t know why but it has a miraculous effect.. Yea, Kneeling down in your terrace with rain all around.. No part of your body remains dry but your Heart.. All parched up.. And then the effort you make to create a path between the outer and the inner.. A tremendous endeavor to fill that fissure so that water can flow to the desert inside… Every pain, every ache, every twinge.. you just set them free to flow out through your skin and get earthed..
The Best thing is, you don’t feel the pinch of your tears.. Coz’ the water streaming down your face makes your tears part of her… and then there is no way to know the difference between your tears and the rain…

Its like you have thousand eyes.. Each one of them pouring themselves out…Finding and washing-out all the hidden nails that kept you awake night after night..

When a person loses his Gold, he consoles himself with the many other things life has to offer.. He meditates for a while and casts misfortune from his mind.. and then he finds himself healthy and still, laden with ambition..
But when a Man loses the ease of his Heart, where can he find comfort, and with what can he replace it ? What mind can master it ? When death strikes close by, he’ll suffer.. But when the day and night pass, he’ll feel the smooth touch of the soft fingers of life; and then he’ll smile and rejoice…

Rain tells you that…

Destiny.. Ha..!! Destiny comes suddenly, bringing concern; she stares at you with horrible eyes and clutches you at the throat with sharp fingers and hurls you to the ground and tramples upon you with ironclad feet; then she laughs and walks away, but later regrets her actions and asks you through someway or the other to forgive her. She stretches forth her silky hands and lifts you high and sings to you the song of Hope and causes you to lose your cares. She creates in you a new zest for confidence and ambition, and becomes an inseparable part of your soul….

Rain tells you that…

If your lot in life is a beautiful bird that you love dearly, you gladly feed to it the seeds of your innerself, and make your Heart its cage and your Soul its nest. But while you are affectionately admiring it and looking upon it with eyes of love, it escapes from your hands and flies very high; to never comeback again… What can you do ? Where can you find patience ? How can you revive your Hopes and Dreams ? What power can still your turbulent Heart ???
…May be cages and nests are illusion.. They were never there at the first place…..


Ah..!! I am missing you today Ritu.. With every raindrop on me I feel your essence.. Your touch of that unyielding promise of friendship.. I miss it.. Thanx for the rain though.. You know what I need, don’t ya ??

I feel you.. I receive your raindrops and I’ll kneel down till the rain stops…..


I Hope It Rains Every Evening…… Amen..!!