Rain

I remember myself changing my orkut caption to 'Love, mist and rain ' when i first joined DC and came to Vagamon in june... Rain was an everyday affair then... the day started with rain and ended with rain.. at night i could sleep peacefully with the sound of raindrops in the background... and one night when i was very happy listening to the rain , i remember sending a message to kuttan - " Like beautiful imaginary pearls falling on a tin roof.. sound of rain ! :-) "
Well... i love everything about the rain... starting from the growling atmosphere... darkening clouds.. grey... brimming with love... the first rain drops instigating that beautiful fragrance of earth... the lightning accompanied by thunder bolts... the whole thing excites me like none other !
I think that rain is the most beautiful gift that nature has ever given us ! Rain is one thing that inspires.. its the one thing that brings immense joy... Rain is that little pleasure trip that would take us of our tensions and sorrows... and let us be one with nature ! And when one is so close to nature , one feels happy ! May be thats why Lord Byron came up with this poem...

There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society where none intrudes,
By the deep sea , and music in its roar,
I love not man the less, but nature more,
From these our interviews from which i steal
From all i may be , or have been before,
To mingle with the universe and feel
What i can never express , yet cannot all conceal.

And rain... in all its essence and beauty .... plays along... drops from the tip of a leaf... mingles with the depth of meandering rivers.... flows through our eyes down the cheeks.... ferments love....
gives meaning to what life is ... and finally , what i told about rain to kuttan.. that rain is simply..... esoteric !