BEING A PLUVIOPHILE

It's beautiful to see nature portraying falling in such a beautiful way, rain falls, clouds thunder, but still, all the things remain in absolute silence...your heart melts at its beauty...you close your eyes listening to the sound of rain lying under it feeling the droplets coming in contact with your epidermis. You are thoughtless and thoughtful at the same point in time, you are relieved of all the stress, ghosting away the things that once unsettled your mind. Lying under the rain feels like sleeping again in the lap of that old lady while listening to the clouds and rain singing a lullaby to make you fall asleep.

These rains have witnessed so much more than just coming in contact with the ground. It's been living its life since the existence of life on earth. From witnessing the inception to the grieving of many lives, it has endorsed all.

It has proved itself to be living by portraying all the five senses. The rain has been a part of the long romantic walks of people with their beloved , been part of the tears upon someone's cheeks, been part of someone's innocent childhood...been part of proposals as well as rejections. It has witnessed the making of beautiful bonds as well as fragmentation of many...

It had been a source of inspiration for many creative minds, ranging from an artist to a writer, from a singer to a lyricist, and will continue its journey of inspiring others till eternity.