beating the slush

rains are beautiful. but then u have to be blind to the slush and all those overflowing sewage and dirt and mud that dominates and defiles the spell created by the thing called rain.

it was my first drive on highway in rains today. i was at marriage of a fast cousin of mine, some 35 kilometers from Delhi and the heavens opened up wholeheartedly the moment she left for her new home.

looking at the rains through the windscreen, with your loved ones sitting besides, its not a happy moment when you still miss someone. the image doesn't forms in your head cuz the bloddy truck driver is blinking into you eyes driving at measely 80 kmph (gimme a break). you miss someone unknown nonetheless.

there are some moments that nature repeats for you, but you have to position yourself to romance them and that is what makes them special. looking at the full moon is certainly one of them other than this drive. and you can feel happy or feel wanting after such taste is left lingering in your mouth.

(i dont think i am able to see the conclusion that i desire in this post...)