I scurry through the swampy lane,
A vain attempt to ward of the rain.
Decide to dig my foot in the puddle,
amidst those careful steps in a huddle.
I look around to catch a glimpse of the umbrella sects,
cautious foots tiptoe and avoid the pouring pests!
my attire dampens and soaks my soul into the cool,
the drops on me look up and smirk! "drench on it oh fool!"
There i sense that i too smile back in glee,
there is no bigger joy than dwelling in such ecstasy!
being oblivious of the self ,soiled and looking like a jerk,
With a grin I move ahead on the joyous walk to work:)!
(After the first rain bringing respite at last!)
Raags:)
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