Every drop of it knew thy name

The only one who I wish to gain

I raised my hand and asked for miracles

But it rained and rained

At last I gave my hope 

And took the corner

Thinking you might be in your slumber

Forgetting the age old promise which you hardly remember

But i was wrong

When the rain was over

I took the calender and counted days in number

To my surprise it was not the months 

 but the rains we missed

which we are going to remember.

Written by Avinash 

Photos and editing by Rini