She looked up at the sky and waved at passing clouds
They thundered and pelted rain as the wind
howled
A puddle of water where in joy she danced
Getting wet
with shine in eyes was her stance
Yonder in the green fields sings cuckoo on a mango bark
The peacock spreads feathers in distant melody
hark
Seldom have we enjoyed such nature’s way of romance
Without worry,
to break into a spontaneous rain dance
PS: 1.Today marks the beginning of the fifth month of Vikrama
calendar called ‘Savan’( The Monsoon Time) . It heralds the arrival of rains,
girls apply Heena and sing while enjoying on the swings. The sweets like Ghevar and Pheni are
eaten all over North India to rejoice!
2. Pictures kind courtesy Google
And it looks like we have been having monsoon forever this year. Enjoy saavan.And the jhulas also!
ReplyDeleteHa Ha Rachna true! Unfortunately most of us crib for something that we have in plenty , but see the places that are starved of rain and how they treasure every drop!
DeleteRaul.... Maravilloso danzar bajo la lluvia o caminar en días templados,
ReplyDeleteHermoso el tatuaje en las manos
Saludos desde Argentina
un beso
Muchas gracias Dolly y el placer de mojarse en la lluvia es único :)
DeleteWow :D Girls dance around applying mehendi and Men write beautiful poems like this welcoming SAVAN???
ReplyDeleteVery nice I can picture it by your lines :D Thanks for such a beautiful picturization :D
This is the best men can do while watching the girls dance in rain! BTW am equally fond of getting soaked in rains:)Thanks for that kind comment, Ramya!
DeleteBeautiful poem...
ReplyDeleteThanks
A big thanks Krishna!
DeleteWe have already had quite a bit of the monsoon...I love the rains, the smell of the earth after it stops raining, the rainbows, dancing in the rain ad eating garma garam jalebis sitting on my window sill when it rains..
ReplyDeleteHappy saavan ^_^
Wow, someone who shares absolutely same feelings as me, Swarnali!I too enjoy the smell of earth,and like to see small rivulets flow in rain:)Wishing you a lovely monsoon time too!
DeleteBeautiful poem! hapy savaan!
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Thanks a lot Francesca !
DeleteVery beautifully expressed about the celebration called saawan! :)
ReplyDeleteA huge thanks, Shilpa for that comment!
DeleteVery beautiful piece, Rahul. So many wonderful images in this poem:))
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot, Panchali for having liked it!
DeleteYour poem played rhythm for rain dance! Lovely penned :)
ReplyDeleteThank You Jeevan for liking!
DeleteAh! How I love the rains :) :) Love the poem :)
ReplyDeleteSo good to see more people who too enjoy the rain! Nice to see you back, Divya and thanks indeed:)
DeleteIt appears the Rain Gods have been working overtime this season. Look at the havoc they've been causing!
ReplyDeleteTrue Purba, rain gods have been more than generous but we like always are crying either for lack of it or too much of it rather than waking from slumber and stopping the plunder of rich lovely hills and valleys that we have and preserving them!
DeleteThe rains and their rituals. I am so upset that my friends living in the North are having a tough time tackling the rains - houses flooded with water - and in no mood to celebrate.
ReplyDeleteHenna - I have the desperate urge to get that design on my hands! :-) The natural disaster apart, our rituals for celebrating are such fun, Rahul!
I agree that the widespread disaster has brought a lot of misery and caught thousands unawares!Sadly, the one who suffer the most are because of the greed of few, Vidya! Hope you can get the design of Henna done or even a better one :)
DeleteRain is whimsical-brings joy for some and tragedy for others.
ReplyDeleteBut the first rains after a scorching summer are so welcome.
Could not agree more Indu!Rains are most welcome after scorching heat!
DeleteThe charm of the rain and the joy that comes with it is not comparable and your poem is so beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot Padmaja for bringing in the whiff of freshness:)
DeleteHow beautiful, the poem captures the mood of the season in all its finest colors. :)
ReplyDeleteThanks Arti, for that very nice comment:)
DeleteA lovely description of the joys of rain!
ReplyDeleteHi Rahul, I could imagine an elaborate dance as you've described. I had no idea about this season, thanks for informing me of it, is there any traditional reason that the girls apply henna during this time?
ReplyDeleteYes this is the month of festivities with a special day celebrated as 'Teej' this month, when girls/ women apply Heena. I am sharing a link if you are keen to know more, Sam:)http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Teej
DeleteA really beautiful poem dear Rahul,dancing in the rain is a joyful experience ... lovely images too.
ReplyDeletexoxoxo ♡
Thanks a lot Dianne for liking!!
DeleteVery beautiful poem on this lovely season! :) ♥
ReplyDeleteI'll be applying henna today, your poem reminded me! Thanks :D
Thanks a lot Valli and am happy this poem acted as an reminder for applying heena:)
DeleteReminds me of the Sunil Dutt(is that rt?) song 'Saavan Ka Mahina' :) Beautiful lines Rahul!
ReplyDeleteTrue.. Jaishree it was indeed Sunil Dutt's 'Milan'that had that lovely song! Thanks a lot for liking:)
DeleteSAAWAN KO AANE DO.
ReplyDeleteKali ghata Delhi mein kam hi aati hai! Thanks Mr Chowla.
DeleteRain evokes such myriad emotions. Nice weave Rahul.
ReplyDeleteVery true, Alka in places like NCR rain means different things to different people. Fun for children and a few grown ups, pain for the commuters in a traffic jam, headache for govt bodies, preparing pakoras for devoted housewives :)Thanks a lot!!
DeleteVery nicely written Rahul.
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Welcome to my blog and a big thanks Jas!
DeleteLoved the poem, Rahul. Rains remind me of chaats and vada pav with a steaming cup of tea.
ReplyDeleteTrue Rachna! I know the temptations like chat, vada pav, pakoras with hot tea is difficult to resist. Thank you:)
DeleteAnd it's raining outside. An ode to the monsoon season. Nicely done. :)
ReplyDeleteWelcome to my blog Vaishali and yes I too love the rains:)Thanks a lot!
DeleteI can experience that in my village. Beautiful verse.
ReplyDeleteAm sure you must be missing at least this part of the fun in NJ though many things are there to compensate, Saru:)A big thanks!
DeleteBeautiful words to express the joy of monsoons!
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot Kusum that you liked:)
DeleteI have to recite this beautiful rainy poem here, in Chennai often! Very rarely we get heavy rains.
ReplyDeleteLovely verse, Rahulji!
Thanks a lot Sandhya for your very encouraging comment!Rains are getting scarcer in places where it rained heavily earlier
ReplyDeleteI am not complaining, I love the rains, have been looking for it for so long in Bangalore, and we finally have very good rains, maybe a little too late but still it is raining, and it feels so good. After nearly 4 years we have come to see rains like this, and to think Bangalore was always famous for its mild showers throughout the year.
ReplyDeleteI love the winter too, each season has its own charm.
Lovely poem, feelings so well expressed.
Each weather has some pleasures associated with but monsoon time is perfect for romance:)Thanks a lot for your comment!
ReplyDeleteSavan is incomplete without mentioning about Somwars :)
ReplyDeletemonsoon brings a totally different feeling..
despite all the sogginess, mud or clutter all around... it is my fav season :)
True, despite the slush and sometimes high humidity, monsoon has its charm:)
DeleteTrue Ashwini! I still love to drench in rains:)
ReplyDeleteWelcome to my blog Joni! Thank you for your nice comment!
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ReplyDeleteSpontaneous rain dance is perhaps one of the best forms of expression.
ReplyDeleteLoved the imagery. :)
Thanks a lot Vinati!
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