Nothing more refreshing than walking in the rain.. alone in the night :D
it washed away all the blues that i was feeling!!
the pitter patter of rain always fascinates me.. so does the cold breeze and the feeling of rain drops falling on me.. its orgasmic :D
i am lost in train of thoughts that take me to moon and back... i many times dreamt of sharing the feelings with love of my lyf.. and it being unlikely anymore * yeah turned into a cynic* i wud rather njoy it alone.. alone wid rain :D
i am always fascinated by rain since childhood when i wud sit all night listening to rains in the varandah... its my second love first being the sea!!
i had lot to write abt it.. suddenly i am dry of words.. it is an experience that i cant say in words...
it hides ur tears... ur guilt ur shame and cleanse u of everything.. no one can feel desolate after u ahve been in the rains never...
i guess thats juss abt it :
it washed away all the blues that i was feeling!!
the pitter patter of rain always fascinates me.. so does the cold breeze and the feeling of rain drops falling on me.. its orgasmic :D
i am lost in train of thoughts that take me to moon and back... i many times dreamt of sharing the feelings with love of my lyf.. and it being unlikely anymore * yeah turned into a cynic* i wud rather njoy it alone.. alone wid rain :D
i am always fascinated by rain since childhood when i wud sit all night listening to rains in the varandah... its my second love first being the sea!!
i had lot to write abt it.. suddenly i am dry of words.. it is an experience that i cant say in words...
it hides ur tears... ur guilt ur shame and cleanse u of everything.. no one can feel desolate after u ahve been in the rains never...
i guess thats juss abt it :
r u sure itz nt me who wrote this one? :P
does it matter who wrote?
We both felt it dear! thats more than enough :P