Sunday, 29 June 2014

" Monsoon & I "

I was walking alone with the thought unknown,
Thinking of this unfair world and mulling over my life,
Under cloudy sky and in my cloudy mind,
Deep in my thought I was a bit pained ,
And suddenly it 'rained'...

Clouds in my mind started melting with the clouds ,
And it washed away all my thoughts,
And here I was ,happy and free,
Leaving all my worries ,like a drunken spree

Was it a magic or some wonderful dream?

I played with those drops like there is nothing else around,like I am free again,
Without any worry of my office,my home ,friends,or that last train,
Life was here ,life was now ,endowing on me its priceless crown,
In those trickling drops was my world ,
And with all my smiles ,I was ready to drown,

I walked past the road ,crossing that kid, playing with his paper ship,
Past that girl ,shrugging off her hair droplets on her lover's cheek,
Past that grandpa trying to impress his wife in his old romantic wit,
Past that lady trying to cover her husband under that small umbrella's kit,
Past that gang of friends trying to dump their restaurant bill as a friend's treat,
Past that beggar trying to save his home infront of that famous mall's street,

For a moment though, they all were happy ,amidst all their plights,
And I looked up in the sky ,and said
Welcome Monsoon , Thanks for all such delights....

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