Oh no.. .. just like that when it rains from behind a place we call heavens.. Obscured by the dark clouds that mire my mind yet I feel the journey of that drop traveling all the way hitherto onto your pale and parched skin and bloom it to life. Till now it's was just an anonymous drop now it's resplendent on you like a glow from the same heaven from where it started its journey but lost mid way owing to the weathered storm we call life
