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In the dark night
Beneth the bright shine
Of the stars and the moon
All the clouds had covered the sky soon
Slowly,slowly, but gently ,and easily
The tiny droplets start to fall
From the sky, of the water
Indeed they were the sign to make the weather better
I heard a sound of rain in living room
In spite of my father big NO
I rushed to garden to make my scene zoom
I found , there wasn't any sign of wind to blow
I manage to make my self wet
BY coming out of the tiny shelter, As my brothers were giving me threat
I didn't listen , as I wrapped the duppata on my head
Opening both my arms I was now standing beneath the black bed
The droplets has now touched my face
All those droplets were sweet in taste
Actually I was dancing alone in garden
In short those droplets had removed the patches of barren
It was a time for me to collect flowers
They we're all wet in heavy shower
I don't want to plough all the beauty
Instead I had chosen some and plough them out sweetly
Again my brother came with anger
As usual I didn't listen but iam still younger
With this thought I put my ears to his advice
When I saw my appearance on mirror ,i realised he was right
I was totally looking like a mess
As my red dupata had faded its colour on my white dress
I didn't tell this to anyone
I silently tip toe towards my room,without annnouncing my presence
Here iam writing first time about the nature
I am missing all those last 5 years of different places and their pictures
Islamabad ,lahore ,galiyat,kashmir ,khanpur,sukkur ,Hyderabad and many more places to write
I don't like to post pictures on social sites ,as the people who knew me will get abide
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