I dont love the croak of the frogs, the smell of earth, the smell of ginger tea, the smell of fresh onion pakodas....
I love the deafening thunder, the brilliant lightning that lights up even the darkest of skies, the loud sound of heavy rains lashing at the window that subdue all the noise around....
But most of all I like getting wet in the rains, when the tears mix with rains and no one can see tears in the eyes and all believe in the smile on the lips...
But most of all I like getting wet in the rains, when the tears mix with rains and no one can see tears in the eyes and all believe in the smile on the lips...
Rain rain come again.......
