The feel of the first droplets of summer rain.. Ah!!
The smell of wet earth and green grasses...
This is one of my all-time favourite songs that I also love to sing outloud. (Yes, did that last night on the rooftop with the accompaniment of the cool breezes)
(To quote Marquez: "Those who do not sing can never understand the magic of singing.")
Love the flute and adore Mohit's enchanting voice.
It also bring backs a host of fond memories.
Rainy days are making me recall a host of other related writings, like this haiku by Matsuo Basho
"Rainydays-
Silkworm droop
On mulberries"
P.S:
There are not too many people who read my (at times) sad, random writings. But to let them know( if they care to), I'm having my exams which actually kicks off on 5 of this month and hence the 'no-post', 'no-read' state have been continuing for sometime and will perhaps continue until and unless I'm bound to share the inevitable.
P.P.S:
Films waiting to be watched: Inarritu's "Amores Perros" and Michel Gondry's "The Science of Sleep". Can't wait for the exams to get over.
I have not been able to follow the few blogs that I do go through regularly. I hate this.
