Happiness and Rain
by Lavanya
Picture Credit: http://www.flickr.com/photos/eole/ / CC BY-NC-SA 2.0 I’ve been missing rain, green wet leaves and shiny tar, singing hot pakodas, warmed flaky puffs and cold hands touching my cheeks sinking, into a fat book and red razai, soaked in the sounds of my green rainy window It rained today. And I feel like walking backwards. Slanting sideways. And sliding in the rain.
Purple paper planes 