Rain

I have never ever seen a rain which is this much beautiful. I always believed that mind and sky are always in sync; cloudy, clear, bright, raining, sunny, etc. but now I know rain is the most beautiful expression of sky.

She came to me from heaven to clear me when my mind was dark..

Every part of her is a little more than beautiful. Every single drop that she left with me has her essence in it. She shined in the sunlight; looked more beautiful after the rain. Cleared the darkness, cared me.

She came to me and touched me as she was made for me….

The Music of life..

The music of life

Slow and simple

Beautiful and charming

Like a blue sky

The day pass by

Like clouds in the sky

The stars twinkle

In the blue night

And wink at me

I feel the rhythm of life

The life is beautiful

The gift of the God

To be good with all

The nature around me

Sing the song

The music of life

Happiness and sorrows

Hopes and disappointments

Are the tunes of life

I hear patiently

The music of life

Who am I?

It was all I know. I was not born talented and I was not interested in anything to make myself talented at anything. Being somewhere common; being someone common that was what I am used to be.  If you ask me definition of common, I don’t know.  Do I really want to know that, no I don’t cause. If what I am common then who am I? This question will hunt me and I don’t want that for sure.