I Think I Write...

Its raining. I can smell the earth just as the drop of rain kisses the ground.....and the view of the earthen soil slowly getting soaked in the rain water. The wind has an earthen taste in it. Cool breeze touches my forehead n plains out all the stress lines...sweeps off my tears with its flow.....and yet another drop of tear makes its own path down my cheeks and slowly falls down making friendship with the rain. It rains day and night. And I stare outside the window ...blank. Too many thoughts cloud my mind . Too clumsy to distinctly separate them. So many ideas rush into my little brain at one point of time, And the next minute I feel so blank. The clouds draw up close and it gets more dark. I feel dark too....mixed feelings clouding my heart. It seems as if the Sky is in war with the Land. One showing how much it can pour and the other showing its power to soak down the downpour. At home day and night. Confi...

The season of summer vacations in schools and colleges, humid and tiring afternoon, dark hot nights, early mornings....and the hardcore season of hard work has arrived. These passing by days reminds me of our old past gone by times. I was small and so were you. You were from a different school and so was I. I was immature unlike you. You were shy and so was I. We walked down the same lane twice and thrice....yet again... Killing time with your jokes and my laughter. Even shy to take back my pen from you....in the fear that I might touch your finger. Smile at each other without any reason and our friends teasing us. Clarifying your maths problems with the teacher cause you were too shy to even show them to her and tell her that you didn't understand. Going out late from my home so that I reach my class late cause you were stuck in a traffic jam. Not going to the classes, making excuses of stomach ache and headache cause I knew that you were not coming. Attending classes even in high...