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Rain 🧡💕💘

BODY OF MINE IS OF LEAVES DARLING , LET IT BE DRENCH .
RAINS LIKE FALLING LEAVES , TELL ME , WHY DID YOU ENTRENCH ? ❤💙💚💛💜

Kabiguru Rabindranath Tagaore said , " Clouds come floating into my life from other days , no longer to shed rain or usher storm but to give colour to my sunset sky . " ❤
AND THERE IT STARTS ............

What do you think is the relation  between HEAVY RAIN and a cup of COFFEE ?   Do coffee still stays a mixture of little milk , coffee and sugar when it is served in your hand after a heavy rainshower in your balcony ?   I don't think so ..... Rather that cup of coffee served in our hand stoods as an alcoholic nostalgia for us , which is not much prevalent . 💙
That cup of coffee becomes kind of preamble to the constitution of our life . Our brain starts running in a speed more than the speed of air ...... but still we can feel our inner voice potraying PEACE .

One of the greatest zoologist John Muir said , " When we contemplate the whole globe as one DEWDROP , stripped and dotted with continents and islands , flying through space with other stars all singing and shining together as one , the whole universe appears as an INFINITE STORY OF BEAUTY ".💚

Lips murmuring the lines of the song JAO PAKHI BOLO , rain drops becoming the musician , sometimes a piano and sometimes a guitar with the added pinch of petrichor ( smell of the wet mud ) , turns on a whole poetic mood and as if all the unsolved puzzle getting solved and every feeling getting rejuvenated . 💛



Rainy season for couples is like LOVE IS IN THE AIRRRRR . Rainy season is always symbolised as the PERFECT TIME TO SHOW LOVE TO UR BELOVED . People in love cannot ever deny that atleast once in a blue they have thought to dance in rain with his/her beloved and keeping the sounds of raindrops touching the ground as it's rhythm . 💜


Finally, when rain stops and the sun sets , we know that there is still lots to say and lots to hear . ❤💙💚

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