Barkha bahar aayeee.. I can hum these lines as i see the patter of rain drops around.
I can recite the following Bengali lines too about a place where it rains often enough..
brishti pore ekhane baromash
ekhane megh gabhir mote chore
porahmukh shobuj nalighash
duor chepe dhore..
here it rains all the 12 months
here the clouds roam like cows
here the eager green grass
closes in on the door...
The rains in India are special, it doesn't feel the same in firang land.
No words can ever do justice to the beauty of the rain. Thanks Rana for the beautiful captures :)
Photo credit:sr
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