Swiftly

Dedicated to Nayanika - you're so sweet and we all love you :)

This one has been long over due and I'm sorry for it.

The wind starts to blow on a lush green landscape, the summer smell reminds me of a distant memory. Everything in sight is painted in the summer colours, yellow, green and blue as far as I can see. As my feet touch the soil, I can tell this sensation will be cherished long after it's gone.
The can feel the wind in my hair. My senses are awake and my eyes try to soak in the mesmerizing sight all at once, which proves to be difficult. The slow coo of birds mixed in perfect harmony with the sound of wind and swaying trees tops, feels musical and magical at once. The great virtuoso pulls the curtains over and it's suddenly starting to rain.
The horizon is a shade of blue-black, with the sun peeking from behind. The sound of rain hitting the earth triggers another memory buried deep. Slow claps of thunder rock the scene but I'm not afraid, I feel overwhelmed at nature's wonderful orchestra. The flash of lightening is streaky and oddly lightens your heart. In an instant, I've let go of it all.
The rain drops tingles the senses, it's cold but heart warming. The water in this rain has travelled very far to be here with you at this moment. This reminds me of home, a distant one.
Slowly, the grey clouds give way to the blue skies and it's bright again. I figure there's a meaning in it all but I'm too hazed too think about it too much. I go back to listening to nature and everything's beautiful again.

©2011-2013 Aman Gupta

Rains, the Amazing Drops of Wonderfulness

Rains.....
I held my hand up and asked him, what is is this water that falls from the above. He looked up, smiled at me and said-'This is no ordinary water, this water has travelled miles and miles before reaching your palm. But its not the hydrological cycle that makes it wonderful...' I asked what it was, out of curiosity..'But, its nothing more than God's own way of saying that He loves us'.I thought about that for a second while he looked at me, then I asked him why this way when there are other?.He again spoke in his calm voice-'because, yesterday he saw everyone suffer from the hot, now he wants to help them by bringing this cold water..'.The question was already in my mind, so I asked him that if he cant see us suffer, then why doesn't it rain all the time?. He smiled again and answered-'Because if it would rain all the time, then who will miss God and remember his name?'The Question was blinding and I was not ready...

Rains are from Heaven, Amazing, soothing, rich, cold, and overall BEAUTIFUL....
(C)Aman Gupta 2009