RAIN- Teeming Memories

  In vision of the night, like dropping rain,                                          descend the many memories of pain.

As it rains here today with the winter chill grasping me, standing in the balcony feeling those light showers hitting across my face takes me down the memory lane. It is strange how we really do have no control over certain aspects of this world yet we love them and hate them. I had no control over the rain yet I loved it when it came. Similarly I had no control over him when he came but I loved it when he was there. This rain today forces me to be reminded of the night when I and he had walked down the lanes holding hands. Rain is sure to be the most romantic weather. Yet romance, love is never complete without separation and pain! And today, with each of these little droplets falling down I feel somewhere that memories are just like these droplets. At start, they come down little by little and then, altogether they hoard your mind!

                                                                       

                                       Rain didn't make things messy,
                                                       People did that all on their own.                                                       

Author Shu.