Kya thakte nahi badal itna baras ke
Phoot kar rone ka maza inhe bhi aata hai
Thodi chid chidahat hawa ke roop mein
Thoda aandhi mein gussa
Bijli mein khaul uthna gusse se
Jo koi na sune to chupke se aansoo bahate hain
Sara ghar sar par to yeh bhi uthate hain
Poora drama hone pe subak subak siskiyan bhi lete hain
Hum bore ho jaayein par ye nahi ho sakte hain
Kya badal baras ke nahi thakte hain?
1 comment:
Can't agree with you more! I spent the whole of last week in the mountains of Western Ghats, at a place which records the highest average rainfall in Maharshtra! It just rained and rained and rained. Till the point that it became tiring to even watch. Any illusions about rain being life-giving, invigorating, romantic and all that go away.
I suppose the rain Gods were making up for the backlog of a dry July...
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