The rain plays a rhythm outside, pigeons flutter outside our window, I see the city under the dark canopy of the sky with no stars peeking out to say hello, a cool breeze intertwined when nature is in one of her lucid moods....
Kabhi Neem Neem from Yuva looping on my system. A moment as sheer as white silk wafting beneath a single beam of light. The voices of the song and the voices of nature.... The notes in the song and the notes of nature .. Perfect harmony. Perfect Magic.
If only music can be translated to words. Ah... but then some things are better left untranslated. Wishing this moment upon everyone who is in the world right now.
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Musicians paint their pictures on silence :)
If only music can be translated to words. Ah... but then some things are better left untranslated.
you caught me on there... nice beautiful way of putting things...
enjoy rain.. i wish i was a part of pleasant climate.
Without music, life is a journey through a desert. Have a fun ...
Infinite bodies had pathetically shriveled into nothingness
as blistering rays of the Sun unsparingly blazed left, right and profuse center,
then rain, rain, rain
on my pain which is shuttered quite.
though I would that my eye could spy
a cloudless starry night!
as the dops of water hit the ground
its such a silent sound
as the thunder roars
its like the beating of drums
Step into the rain
let it drench your soul
let it replenish your mind
let it soothe your inside
let it calm your outside
very nicely written notes song your voice, nature n that moment you spoke we already realized even before you.
Mayi: Have you tried this: Listen to Raja sir's How To name it (esp. this no.) on a Rainy Day. Keep a full volume ( As long as it doesn't hurt your ear drum) and stand in the rain... Hoooooo! What a day it would be?
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