Those big drops fell slowly on the sill;
Blurring my vision of the outside.
The earth smelled so fresh that,
I walked out on the lanes .
Those dark clouds did not betray us
for,there was a heavy shower,
that slowly watered the earth.
People on the roads ran helter skelter but,
with their faces lit with joy and happiness.
Rain has come and the place all wet
I just stood rooted enjoying the rain
walking on the puddles ,splashing mud all along
I welcomed the rains in my own way!
As though a reply to my welcome
She showered even strongly
clearing the mud off my face.
All wet that i was ,
I stood shivering with the wind brushing past.
I wanted to move away but
was detained by a lovely sight!
A few street children playing on the puddles,
all by themselves was
really a treat for the eyes.
Happiness and joy all written on their face
Their nudity was not a question there.
Poverty unseen , though they did not have a house to stay;
they just played laughing all the way .
Joy and mirth did stay with all.
looking at it is the way of life.
All who love to enjoy their life ,like those innocent kids
keep smiling even with the natures' cry .