How to put it?
The clouds vent their frustration of
days and it rains with a mad and almost terrifying frenzy.
Or do I call it a Konkani downpour?
These clouds finally drop all pretence
of dignity and dance like a kid as they make it rain in leaps and bounds, as
they hear the rains pattering on rooftops, trees and a jolly earth, lashing on
them with a violent passion of their own make..
Oh to write.. to write..