There is no color in the rain
It’s only water, wet and plain.
It makes damp spots upon my book
And splashes on my new dress, look!
But puddles, in the rainy weather,
Glisten like a peacock’s feather.
Kash K Baras Jae Yahan Bhi Kuch Noor Ki Barish Ya Rab,
K Emaan K Shishon Pe Bari Gard Jami Hai,
us tasveer ko bhi kar de taza,
jinki yaad humare dil me dhudhli huyi hai.
Aaj to bohot khush hoongay aap?
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Kiyon k, barish jo ho rahi hai
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aur barish main to
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sab hi maindak khush hotay hain
How can U tell the rain not 2 fall
when clouds exist?
How can U tell the leaves not 2 fall
when wind exist?
How can U tell me not 2 fall in friendship
when U exist.
Barish Ka Ye Mousam Koch Yaad Dilata Hai.
Kisi Kay Saath Honay Ka Ehsaas Dilata Hai.
Fiza Bhi Sard Hai Yaadain Bhi Taaza Hai.
Ye Mousam Kisi Ka Pyaar Dil May Jagata Hai.
I am sure it is a great mistake always to
know enough to go in when it rains. One
may keep snug and dry by such knowledge,
but one misses a world of loveliness.
Ek aadmi apni biwi ka antim sanskar kar ke Ghar ja raha tha
ke achanak bijli Chamki, Badal garje, Zor se barish(rain) shuru hoi,
Aadmi bola lagta hai pahunch gai.
Rain is not only drops of water.
It is the LOVE of sky 4 earth.
They never meet each other but send LOVE this way.
Enjoy the LOVE of nature.
HAPPY WINTER MOONSOON.