Rain reminds me of so many things...
It takes me back to my nostalgia.
My childhood days,
in dark clouds hunting for rays!

It reminds me of my loneliness or my company with myself...
Ir reminds me of the fight and how i broke the self made shell.
It reminds me of my thoughts occupied with my love of life,
of football match and me missing every outside catch.

I was a child then, I am a child now.
Don’t know the reason but i don’t want to change somehow.
though i am growing, i have to be mature,
but m not gonna lose the child in me for sure!

When rain can be the same....friends with water drops forever.
Then why me growing up should be the reason to be mature ever?
I being rain, and drops being my soul,
We were together then,
then y shud we part nw....this is not fair in the game of human lives somehow.
When nature could be the same,
same trust, same name....
then what on earth compels us to change?
Perhaps the competing range!
But in the race to be ahead, we leave our own self behind, and try to live in someone else’s body, someone else’s mind.
But enough...
today i realised
that m nevergonna lose maself....
coz i am n love maself fr d same!!!!!

That was the time when I was free, was fearless...
But then I conceived all my worries
But soon i will be aborted.
n i will be light
Light enough to light the darkness in ma own self!!!