It got up at around 8:30 in the morning today. I had had some very bad dreams last night, I remember one of them quite vividly. It still sends a chill or two down my spine as I recollect it now. [But thats another story, will write on Dreams some day].
When I got up, I could hear the ever so pleasant voice of the raindrops outside my window. I came out of the room to see a familiar sight. Greenery all around, outside my window, on the hill trudged many a times which takes us directly to Vihar lake, the hostel grounds, everything was lush green. I hope it rains a lot today and I wish this is the start of the rainy season I have been awaiting for so long. After all it might be my last feast of beautiful weather and lots of rain for a longggggggggg time to come. My room window provides a panaromic view in the rains and I am going to savour it for the 20 odd days I have at IITB now.
One thing I am missing today is the aroma that fills up the atmosphere when it rains. The aroma of the wet mud, especially in the first few showers of the season. Its slowed down a bit and I am off to take a walk in this rain.
Thank you Rain Goddess for everything. :)
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