It’s RAINING..

The mid-night article written on 17^th of  Janauary 2013, Ghaziabad

It’s RAINING..

The clock beside me will strike 12 in night in some minutes and most of the people in the city asleep by now, I am here, still awake. Awake , alone, with the sound of rain. Yes! Its raining heavily outside. It feels good sitting idle and simply focusing on the music of rain and murmuring all the songs that click your mind that suits with the beats of the rain.

With my books lying in my lap(since exams are on the way), my pen is not in a mood to write what my syllabus reads rather it is in a totally different mood of writing what it is experiencing right now and feeling around itself..:)

A raiy feeling surround me right now with clouds making all sort of loud noises and the sky turning silver with the thunder lightning. Don’t know what’s going on inside me. The only thing my pen is writing is the emptiness of my mind which you can sence perfectly in this written piece. No thought nothing, just this simple feeling of rainis forcing me to write. It makes me remember all the past non-seasoned and seasoned rains that I enjoyed. I may not be in a mood to dance this midnight in this stormy rain but my pen is definitely in the mood to dance on the sheet of paper, as if it’s a peacock that wants to dance in the showers of rain.

A blissful feling of this non seasonal rain can make you happy, can make your pen dance and can even make you dance in it.but this cold winter night with strong frozen winds is not allowing me to do so.so better stop writing and start studying..;)

P.S: Anything and everything(even rains) can distract you from studying during exam time..:)