It was quite moist morning that day I could see the struggles of light rays trying to pass the dark and heavy clouds onto the trees after a few light showers. And quickly I was reminded by you. However dull my day might seem. You are like those bundle of rays of light, struggling to provide me warmth and happiness. As I went up the trail, I could see enchanting and mesmerizing hues of green cascading in the order of their saturation. The wet wood providing a grim structure to all that majestic beauty. The place seemed to be plagued by silence, I wonder how your laughter might fill these lonely woods. A few gentle breeze caressing my sweat licked face. As if the wind conveyed your dear longing for me. As I approached the top of the hill, so did the clouds, to seem as if they were approaching me to completely soak me with every drop they contained. Just like your love soaks and fills my bleak self. Blonde rays were conquering the sky resulting in the formation of rain bows. The mist and the dews were glittering, as my eyes would for a single glance of your face. Your memories struck me as the hammers of Piano strikes the strings, and indeed the few threads of memories were weaved into this beautiful melody. It's excruciatingly inconspicuous that distortions created by the flow of rain, the bustling of leaves, the petrichor rising from the ground. All these events were happening in my present. But all of them were summoning you and your memories. Now the sounds of night bugs and the crickets is prevailing. The oil to the midnight lamp is ceasing to exist. As every drop embraced the ground, let me do the same, for I was destined like a drop to embrace you.
