Wednesday, April 20, 2005

Rain..rain come again!


Today it was raining heavy in Greater Toronto Area...but I still feel it wasn't heavy enough :)!
I love rains and to get wet and play in the rain!
It reminds me of my school days when I used to forget my rain-coat at home (on purpose) ..lol and then coming back home all drenched in the rain and playing in the rainy water...it was such a wonderful experience...and after that a heavy dose scolding from mum ...and she trying to dry the water away so that I don't get cold...ahh!!!
It was so fun...and now when it rains here I miss Lonavala.....we used to go from our college...it was a usual place to hang around specially when it rained....!!

Bheega bheega mausam hey
Bheega bheega sa aanchal
Mann mein ek oomang hey tu,
Kaheen kuch oodasee see bhi
Ese mein koi sathi ho tu,
Mausam ka kuch aur maza hey
Baharon ki yeh mausagi jo
Intezaar tera karwati hey
Kyun na koi aisee baat ho
Ke deedar-e-yaar aaj ho hee jaye
Bheege se iss mausam mein
Kyun na aaj hum bhi bheegjayein
Bheege aanchal mein hee sahi
Hum tum ek ho jayein kaheen!
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5 comments:

Dawn said...

Wha Chacha bilkul yehi nazm hum parh rahe the Parveen ji ki...bahut hee khubsurat hey!

shukriya peshkash ka!

Animesh said...

Hi there. Awesome blog.
And yes, Lonavla is really lovely in the rain

Unknown said...

rainssssssss.. wow... i love da rains in bombay... eating bhutta ... having cutting chai and vada pav :))
cheers
satish

flick said...

rain.aaaaaaah, n that sweet smell in the air, pyasi matti ki nerm germ khushboo. breathtaking! :)))

Dawn said...

Thanks to all..:)
I am so glad to see that rain has so much significance in our lives..:)sach...pehali baarish ki mitti ki khushbu...I remember as a child I used to hide and eat them (lol) and the moment my granny used to see me ...she used to run after me with a stick so that I spit them :) but I am such a stubborn ...I used to gulp it fast enough to show her see I didn't eat it ;)
bhutte ki to bas yaad na dilayein...ladies hostel ke bahar jaise bhutte wala hamari group ka hee intezaar kar raha ho jaise...vada pav (wow)....my first vada pav was at IMDR Canteen...:)

Thanks for all these inducing thoughts that you all shared..am touched :)

:hail:

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