Rainy thoughts

When you miss a thing 

A strange grey unrest creeps into you

I too had missed something -a great rain experience!

It dawned  to me with yesterday's rain-

It taught me my love for it was shallow.

Having always prided myself as a rain lover,

yesterday I learned otherwise.

Torrential rains of kerala,showering rains of Tamilnadu

Banging Gujarat rains- have all brought me glee,

I always thought I loved them dearly till yesterday-

The day when I was proven wrong.

Monsoon knocked  on my balcony door,

Beckoning me to sit with a cuppa

And show my face to lashing showers.

Watching from the height of my flat,

A few blocks away on the terrace of a house -

Out came a young lass with a toddler in her hand,

She taught me what love for rain is all about ,

Both the mother and the child started their rain dance,

Both with outstretched hands going round and round

Blissfully unaware of my stupid gaze.

Loving is also trusting I learned ,

Having always kept my kids from getting drenched

How can I pride myself as a rain lover?

Having lost a lifetime experience of dancing in the rain with my kids,

I turned back to my bitter cup of tea.