sobs of the rain

she was playing in the rain....
A beautiful child she was....
she had a little face....
tiny hands and tiny feet in tiny shoes....
she was adorable
she loved the rain....
bcause she and the rain share a special relationship...
yes indeed
like the rain she came down to earth
fresh and pure....
but on reaching earth.....
the rain either becomes usable water or dirty stagnant water.....
and she became a victim of blood cancer.
she was ignorant of it
she was hospitalized her whole life.....
she did not make much friends
her only friend was the rain...
it rained when she was happy
it rained when she was sad
it rained when she was lonely
the 1st drops of rain touched her face
she felt as if a warm and comforting hand touched her...
her company with the rain was coming to an end....
she was ignorant of that too
the doctors had marked her date...
the date of her departure from the world...
they said in a day or two...
the weather reports read
'monsoons are over
no more showers in the comin days'
she was completely drenched
she refused to change into dry clothes......
she slept.....
she died the day after at noon...
the day was hot till noon...
but black clouds appeared around noon
it rained harder and mighter.....
it bid adeiu to its dear friend....
no body understood the weather that day...
nor did they know that the rain cried....
only the soul that rested in noon
could hear the sobs of the rain..........

1 Comment:

  1. Anonymous said...
    wonderful......
    beautiful dear........
    seriously touched by it.....
    kudos to ZANNY...............

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