Raindrops Are Falling On My Head :)

When the heat becomes unbearable and the sun rays feel no less than laser beams, there is only one thing we all pray for - RAINS. Yet, when the first drop falls on our head, we run for cover.

Umbrellas atop our heads, raincoats on our backs and shelter under sheds - the one we waited for is finally here and we are playing hide and seek. Why?

Open your arms and welcome this visitor; let your soul get drenched.

With every raindrop return loads of memories. Those paper boats and the raindrop races on window panes; who cares if your mum is screaming her lungs out because you just avoided an entire street to step into that puddle, on purpose.

That lightning outside your window; hear carefully, the clouds are calling out to you, "Why so scared, why so doubtful? Break all bonds and walk into my open grounds. I am waiting - only for you!"

Kalidas made these rain clouds his messenger in Meghdoot - the messenger of hope to meet again, of that faint fragrance of love, of that memory of unforgettable moments. They carry colours in their bossom - the colour of a new beginning and that of the rainbow, the colour of the umbrellas and the raincoats. How far can you go; how long can you hide?

So no more running and hiding! Let the raindrops fall on your head and reach your soul and yearn till the next rain clouds appear.