The night, the rain, the solitude…

I admit to have an ardent love affair with rains. And when it rains at night, with the cool breeze caressing the earth, and the distant thunder laughing at intervals, it feels like ecstasy. The littering of lightning that brightens up my window for only a flash second is more than enough for me to take in the breath taking beauty of the splendor of trees.

The sweet lullaby of rains ๐ŸŒง calms my mind and soothes my senses. I feel like a child in my mother’s lap!

And yes, I enjoy this elixir most, when I am alone. It is not really a solitude, when I have clouds pouring their heart out to me. I try and be the most attentive audience to these mesmerizing moments!

What is your sweetest memory of the rains? Are you an active participant with the dancing and drenching or just a silent listener like me?

Published by Amrita

A regular person. Loves to read, love and write. A mother of two. A doctor by profession. Ferociously enthusiastic, adventure seeker and lover of life.

2 thoughts on “The night, the rain, the solitude…

  1. I too love the rain Amrita …but I love it when I am up and around ๐Ÿ˜Š

    Last year or year before I wrote so many poems on monsoon – my favourite season ๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–


  2. Why did you wind up so soon ? I was enjoying reading your thoughts. Sky here in Chandigarh right now is overcasted with clouds. Perhaps the same night and rainโ€ฆ..

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