She loves rain
But, not much she has drenched in it.
Guddu once said
When love transpires, the shade of the leaves becomes green
When the road takes a curve
And you tend to rest
You will feel that round and square are words
Not to be found in glossary.
If there is any truth, that’s only beauty-
Of life and of Death
Even I like rain
And I got soaked many a times.
I always feel the aura of
Rain drops, falling on the dry land
In her breath
And also try to realize the truth-
Of life and Death
This time when it rains,
I will remind you to embraces the raindrops
Close to heart,
Close to truth.
