Making a List - Part 1 - For the rain it raineth every day.

On a Sunday morning after a happy n really long peaceful sleep, i am thinking of something to write as i made myself a promise that i would at least try to write something every weekend.And I thought that i would make a list. No, not one of those bucket lists,i decided that I'm now making a list of things I like a lot, so that i after some years i can look back to see if i really like these things still or ponder on the thought that have I changed !! Your formative years don't end when you turn 25 do they? Or maybe they do and this is some quarter life (or maybe mid life...who says I'll live past 50) crisis? Am I being irrational? Am I being sensible at all?OK OK, let me start,So I'm gonna start with the RAIN.


"Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky."-Rabindranath Tagore

I love the rain.  Even more,,,,,,,I love storms.  I always have.  I remember when I was a kid; i used to it in the verandah(hall) sliding the wooden curtain, and peeping at the rain. I use to love going there during a storm, sit in a corner and just listen to the rain and thunder.  Something about being in that place that made me feel warm and safe.  I wasn’t afraid of any of it,not even the lightning. The bigger the storm, the better.  Sometimes I use to make excuses to (u know it :)) and go stand in the rain and just let the rain cover me. 


When I was in College rain used to give myself a reason to skip college(as I used to be frequently go out of reasons, as i used to skip them a lot) and sit in my room , in front of my PC , doing totally useful things :) and with the rain beating down on the windows.It’s amazing how much you can hear in a storm.

I still feel the same today.  I LOVE STORMS.  If I didn’t think I’d get struck by lightning, I’d go out and stand in them.  I don’t know how to explain the sense of peace and calm that comes over me when it’s storming.  I love night storms.  Those really loud, heavy ones.  When the bolts of lightning flash like neon lights and the claps of thunder actually shake the room.  Lying in bed, waiting for the next one…now that’s a kind of music I have no trouble falling to sleep by.  And, you know what?  Often, in my dreams, I’m back near my window, all grown up… listening to the rain.


Waaw it's Raining ~ An Hour Later ~ Tip..Tip..Tip.. Hey it Stopped Raining !!