it was the first drops of the rain in the city.. first drops that can be safe enough to be called as "rains".. (yes, i live in a drought infected shit hole of a place)..
big dark clouds.. big drops of rain.. not a downpour.. not even a steady "rain" sorta rain.. it was something more like big drops drizzle.. and a steady drizzle.. enough to soak you if you stay out..
i was out.. on the streets.. on the highway.. having those big drops fall over me.. started with wierdly dispersed occasional splatters.. gave way to the continuous rhythmic drumming on my head and every other surface of my body.. sitting under the open sky, streets glimmering in the reflections of the neons, that earthy smell wafting through---and i was transported to a certain "fond" memory.. and during that time, even my "company" ceased to matter.. i was oblivious to it..
rewind back 5 years.. year 2007.. month of February.. yes, i was again living (then) in a shit hole of a place.. wintry evenings.. sudden greetings by dark clouds.. and the sudden downpour.. sitting in the canteen.. we just looked at each other.. and we never needed to "say" out anything.. and the next thing we knew, we were out of the canteen, holding hands and sprinting towards the "greens".. standing in the bang center of it, under the steady downpour.. it was just us there, getting soaked to our skins.. and yes, it was beautiful..
fast forward 5 years to this day.. it is no longer "us".. different places, that is.. but still, it was the rain.. the first drops of it.. the standing under the vast open sky and getting soaked.. and you just appeared.. :)
i had to make you a part of it.. all that i could manage was "good memory".. (scared in anticipation)
and i get, "awesome memory"..
thats just the bestest greeting of my morning.. :) the "first" (again)..
big dark clouds.. big drops of rain.. not a downpour.. not even a steady "rain" sorta rain.. it was something more like big drops drizzle.. and a steady drizzle.. enough to soak you if you stay out..
i was out.. on the streets.. on the highway.. having those big drops fall over me.. started with wierdly dispersed occasional splatters.. gave way to the continuous rhythmic drumming on my head and every other surface of my body.. sitting under the open sky, streets glimmering in the reflections of the neons, that earthy smell wafting through---and i was transported to a certain "fond" memory.. and during that time, even my "company" ceased to matter.. i was oblivious to it..
rewind back 5 years.. year 2007.. month of February.. yes, i was again living (then) in a shit hole of a place.. wintry evenings.. sudden greetings by dark clouds.. and the sudden downpour.. sitting in the canteen.. we just looked at each other.. and we never needed to "say" out anything.. and the next thing we knew, we were out of the canteen, holding hands and sprinting towards the "greens".. standing in the bang center of it, under the steady downpour.. it was just us there, getting soaked to our skins.. and yes, it was beautiful..
fast forward 5 years to this day.. it is no longer "us".. different places, that is.. but still, it was the rain.. the first drops of it.. the standing under the vast open sky and getting soaked.. and you just appeared.. :)
i had to make you a part of it.. all that i could manage was "good memory".. (scared in anticipation)
and i get, "awesome memory"..
thats just the bestest greeting of my morning.. :) the "first" (again)..
No comments:
Post a Comment