//There was some magic which held me back //
THE RHYTHM OF RAIN DROPS
It was the rhythm of rain drops,
Morning was cosy in bed,
There was some positivity in the air
And it wasn’t like any other day.
There was sense of ecstasy around.
Waking up to the lullaby of nature,
I realized I was already late.
I had works to do,
People to address,
Answer my mails and much more to be done.
But there was some magic which held me back,
It was the rhythm of raindrops.
Looking through the window,
I saw a mesmerizing scenery infront of me
Those raindrops on the leaves,
Those birds in the nest,
Those water droplets of rain on the window,
That sound of thunder,
And the most important the fragrance of the rain,
PETRICHOR is what we say.
I was bound by all these,
It felt like they wanted me to stay.
Unable to deny,
I stayed there.
Still listening to
The rhythm of raindrops,
Could spend my lifetime…
Just like that.
That rhythm sent chills to my soul,
I was intoxicated by that fragrance.
There was sense of some contentment.
Which made me forget everything else.
Time passed by,
I was already too late.
But in that moment everything felt right.
Tasks could wait,
Mails could be answered later.
But one thing was sure…
I was not going to miss this feeling,
Though I’m going to regret this later,
But there in that moment,
All I knew was ….
I was hypnotized by
THE RHYTHM OF RAINDROPS.
This was my beautiful and mesmerizing experience which made me stay back and forget all my stress and work. Though it was guilty pleasure but the sense of contentment was something different. Do share your monsoon stories. Would love to read them. Much love!