Walking through the rain.....

I sat at the window sill

A Tea cup in my hand
Taking in the sweet fragrance of my wet Land

Besides the heavy rain drops was an undercurrent of silence in the air

Not a single voice nor a fidgety creature
Man is a helpless plaything at the mercy of nature

At that point a thought entered my mind

There would be farmers and today their eyes would not have a shine
There would be a wet child who could not afford to dine

A sweet young couple could be having the best of their time
An unfortunate urchin hoping to atleast get a dime

A lonely old man just going through the grind
His days are numbered he wouldn’t mind

There would be a young boy all raring to go
For with the morning Sun he needs new ideas to sow

Even he wants to apprecite the wet grass and the weed
But he cant sit back, hes got a family to feed

He wants to feel the blades of grass and the dew
He himself doesn’t know how his youth just flew

There would be a policeman keeping vigil to his own soul
For fighting this system has always been his only goal

He’s heard those hushed whispers in the corridors of power
Tonight he has to ensure shelter for all who will cower

He would see a Businessman, a virtual paragon of ingenuity
Seeking shelter in a slum, disasters don’t follow any disparity

A Damsel would be singing along with the rain pellets
Showing off to her friends her new bracelets

Proud to be an earning girl and independent
Hoping the next monsoon she bears a pendant


She likes this guy for he is honest about his sleaziness
Perhaps he could be the factor to bring her the happiness

There would be youngsters out on the streets
Helping out the homeless not for any credits

In this deluge they will dare
For people with a passion always care

There would be the confident young man

Walking through the deluge
Not thinking of it to be anything huge

He’s seen the Businessman
And also the policeman

He’s seen the youngsters help the old man
And thinks of the passers-by to be one of his clan

The plight of his fellow men brings to his eye a tear
He is not the one ashamed to acknowledge his fear

He’s ready to lend a helping hand
But does not have time to just wait and stand

He wont digress in his path which is long
Still he makes it a point to enjoy the song

He wants to reach quickly to his destination
For he knows he owes his vision a realization

Each of this kind knows the other exists
Perhaps thats the reason they all co-exist

Taking in the sweet fragrance of my wet land
I feel life is absolutely beautiful and grand

To strike the right chords it does take a while
The world belongs to the one who can walk through a disaster and smile

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