Rains!

We have always seen rains, often get ourselves wet in the rainfall, love the rain drops pattering, touching the thirsty earth, whose breath is as warm as the vapour over tea cup. The smell of soil becomes so sweet with a strange odour of its own, yeah, that's  nature's  secret perfume.

 People always enjoy the rainy season, dancing and singing, wading through the clogged rain water but has any one ever wondered why does rains occur?

That's  the main problem of we human beings, we always see the aesthetic, happy and joyous sides of every thing. We always ignore the things which seem unpleasurable to hear. Could be the rains, which become our object of enjoyment are actually due to some sober reasons.

 The rain drops aren't  someone's tear drops? 

Isn't  it the expression of someone's deep grief, whose wounds are too deep to be cured?

Is it nature who laments and sheds? Or we the human being's reflection over nature who becomes bound to express our grief through the long tear drops i.e., rain drops rolling over the earth which acts as the cheeks. No one knows what actually happens and the sircasm lies in the fact that we enjoy and celebrate in the nature's lament!