What is it about rain that is so intoxicating? As each drops pelt down on the warm earth, why does the body prickle? Why does the mind awaken and why do the memories flood the brain like rain water floods the streets?
The "shonda gondho" of rain brings to life the Bengali in me. I become a romantic; poetic almost and sometimes even philosophical! Ironic dont you think? After all people do believe that i am 'depthless'!
How similar are tears and rain? Each one with special powers to bring back painful memories and joyous ones too. I think of love when i think of rain, i think of tears when i think of love. Love and hurt just mingle so well...its like they were made for each other, like they were meant to be.
Monsoon arrives and people rejoice. My heart rejoices too...i know my restless heart will be put to rest as the raindrops wash away the fears and insecurities. I like to confide in the rain. It listens to me patiently and i know it will not tell...
I believe in the rain and i believe in its power to heal...
The "shonda gondho" of rain brings to life the Bengali in me. I become a romantic; poetic almost and sometimes even philosophical! Ironic dont you think? After all people do believe that i am 'depthless'!
How similar are tears and rain? Each one with special powers to bring back painful memories and joyous ones too. I think of love when i think of rain, i think of tears when i think of love. Love and hurt just mingle so well...its like they were made for each other, like they were meant to be.
Monsoon arrives and people rejoice. My heart rejoices too...i know my restless heart will be put to rest as the raindrops wash away the fears and insecurities. I like to confide in the rain. It listens to me patiently and i know it will not tell...
I believe in the rain and i believe in its power to heal...
