Today it was raining heavy in Greater Toronto Area…but I still feel it wasn’t heavy enough :)!
I love rains and to get wet and play in the rain!
It reminds me of my school days when I used to forget my rain-coat at home (on purpose) ..lol and then coming back home all drenched in the rain and playing in the rainy water…it was such a wonderful experience…and after that a heavy dose scolding from mum …and she trying to dry the water away so that I don’t get cold…ahh!!!
It was so fun…and now when it rains here I miss Lonavala…..we used to go from our college…it was a usual place to hang around specially when it rained….!!
Bheega bheega mausam hey
Bheega bheega sa aanchal
Mann mein ek oomang hey tu,
Kaheen kuch oodasee see bhi
Ese mein koi sathi ho tu,
Mausam ka kuch aur maza hey
Baharon ki yeh mausagi jo
Intezaar tera karwati hey
Kyun na koi aisee baat ho
Ke deedar-e-yaar aaj ho hee jaye
Bheege se iss mausam mein
Kyun na aaj hum bhi bheegjayein
Bheege aanchal mein hee sahi
Hum tum ek ho jayein kaheen!
Dawn 
<>baarish hu_ii to phuulo.n ke tan chaak ho gaye mausam ke haath bhiig ke saffaak ho gaye baadal ko kyaa Khabar ki baarish kii chaah me.n kitane buland-o-baalaa shajar Khaak ho gaye<>
Wha Chacha bilkul yehi nazm hum parh rahe the Parveen ji ki…bahut hee khubsurat hey!shukriya peshkash ka!
Dawn! Aur barish! Wao!I like also rainy day with cold wind. Song or poetry gungunate raho…iss baarish ki mausam me.The sound of nature, sound of frog,insects…yaad aa jati hai kuch pal ki, kuch ehsas ki…. bhigi bhigi raaton me ….Adnan Sami bhi….With smile…..
Samad Saheb, sub kuchh yaad rakha lekin aap machharon ko bhool gaye….but theres another song I never noticed how beautifully it was said untill few days back someone else made a comment on it<>RimjhimRimjhim Bheegee bheegee ruth mein tum hum hum tum chaltae hain bajta hai jaltarang teen kee chat pe jab motiyon jaisa jal barsae Bondon kee yeh jharee layee hei woh gharee jiske lye hum tarsae Badal kee chaadrain orahae hain waadaiyaan saree dishaaiyen soyee hein Sapnon ke gaoun men bheegee see chaoun men do aatmaaiyen khoyee hein <>
Har Baarish ki mausam se humaari yaad jude hote hey jaise ki….Girthi hey jab baarish ki woh pehali boonthYaad aate hey humein koyi bachpan ki baatSchool jab niklthe the, aur chhatri bhool jate theAgar chhatri liya to, zaroor school mey bhool aate theGirthi hey jab baarish ki woh pehali boonthYaad aate hey humein woh pehli mulakaqatEk chhatri leke nazdiik chalna aur phir bhi bheeg jaanaPhir jaake Rafiq miya ki dhookan se woh Qulfi khanaMaa haul mey chaa jaata hey, Woh mitti ki khushbuWoh yaaden, woh humare pyar ki guftagoo
Hi there. Awesome blog.And yes, Lonavla is really lovely in the rain
rainssssssss.. wow… i love da rains in bombay… eating bhutta … having cutting chai and vada pav :))cheerssatish
rain.aaaaaaah, n that sweet smell in the air, pyasi matti ki nerm germ khushboo. breathtaking! :)))
Thanks to all..:)I am so glad to see that rain has so much significance in our lives..:)sach…pehali baarish ki mitti ki khushbu…I remember as a child I used to hide and eat them (lol) and the moment my granny used to see me …she used to run after me with a stick so that I spit them 🙂 but I am such a stubborn …I used to gulp it fast enough to show her see I didn’t eat it 😉bhutte ki to bas yaad na dilayein…ladies hostel ke bahar jaise bhutte wala hamari group ka hee intezaar kar raha ho jaise…vada pav (wow)….my first vada pav was at IMDR Canteen…:) Thanks for all these inducing thoughts that you all shared..am touched 🙂:hail: