The battle field is set for another conquer of the dark clouds over the deep blue sky. The moving clouds started to roar. The sun is slowly surrendering to the invasion of the dark horses. It is about to rain.
The first of the season. She is excited about the changes nature bringing. Lets call her ‘Bhoomi’, means the earth.
Bhoomi is a twelve year old girl. She had fallen in love with the rain and the clouds as a child. She waited for the dark blue clouds to move into the canvas of the bright sky with the manly roar. She enjoyed the way the clouds kept the sun behind the background as long as they wanted. She find it fascinating. More over she loved the smell of the earth after the first drizzle of the season.
She loved everything in rain, she had to wait a lot for that special moment to come. But she never missed hearing the clouds, seeing the lightning, smelling the land and feeling the rain.