Rain ....

While the whole of South India is anticipating the aftermath of the Baaz Cyclone, its me - the only unpatriot whose inherently biased meteorolgy dept. prognosticates its arrival. Rain for me, has always been a latent player in games of my psyche, sailing me through all shadows of life. The only thing common to me and all my facets in my life was RAIN..... When my Heart danced in moments of my glory,When i was dull and wanted to be alone, When I loved to have been loved, When my emotions, feelings were hurt it was there : My SHARER. But this treasoned me that day when my HEART BROKE , under the pretext of "LIFE HAS TO MOVE ON " at a place where two things never meet but they balance the whole Bogies in a train called Life.And I was wishing it would rain ........ A facade not to let the world around know !! It did, but for that "EXTERNAL ME" ....... I WISH IT RAINS !!!