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Barso Re Megha Megha… Barso

Published by garimamehta in category Childhood and Kids | School and College with tag childhood | Hostel | Rain

Barso Re Megha Megha… Barso – Short Story on Rain

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Barso Re Megha Megha… Barso – Short Story on Rain
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Tip, Tip, Tip……………

tip tip tip tip baarish shuru ho gayi………..

wow…!!!!! drizzling, winds blowing, lightening…. perfect weather for a romantic scene in bollywood movies.

Yes absolutely, yesterday’s weather in Hyderabad was like this only. Since last few days weather was becoming awesome in evenings. Clouds in the sky, cool breeze blowing around giving relief from sun’s heat, fragrance of mud just like after first rains, just a perfect weather in Hyderabad in this scorching summer.

Yesterday night it strated raining. I love rainy season because I love to get drenched in rains, feel the droplets falling on me, stand on terrace with arms stretched out and let the cool breeze just flow by me touching me deep inside and sing and dance madly in rains.

So, yesterday was a perfect time for me. I was sitting in my hostel room doing work on my laptop. I was able to feel the cold winds blowing. I wanted to go out on a long drive but there was no one to take me out. Suddenly it started drizzling slowly. I asked my hostel friends if they want to come with me on terrace. They immediately agreed. We all went on terrace and started dancing in rain. We started singing rain songs and were enjoying. Cool breeze was blowing and we all were standing on terrace with our hands open just like the titanic pose ( but without our partners..). It was so romantic.

I got lost in my childhood days when we used to prepare paper boats during rainy season and sail them. We used to play like anything in rains. After a while rains stopped but still wind was blowing. I started feeling like I was flying in the sky with the wind. It was all so perfect. It was like my dream come true. I missed the rains last year because it did not rain much. But this time I thoroughly enjoyed it.

Hope this continues for a long time. Really love this weather.

dekho baarish ho rahi hai… it’s raining, it’s raining, it’s raining……………..!!!

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