Long ago, it was under an umbrella on a rainy morning, With my sweet sweet grand-ma, my first journey, To the kindergarten, just a few,

सावन की पुकार **********   आषाढ मास के प्रथम दिवस को तृषित धरा चित्कार उठी।    हे पयोद! तुम कहाँ छुपे हो,  आकर कष्ट मिटाओ

पुकार सावन की️️   उमस भरे बादल को ज्यों ही मिली तराई गूढ़ हुआ रंग उसका कुछ बूंदें रिस आई️   कुछ बूंदे रिस आई

Is a call of mother that showers with bliss A sweet melody tone, awaken new born to rise, flora to germinate, and to get see

”  सावन की पुकार”   उमड़ती, घुमड़ती,  काली घटाएँ देखकर,  प्रेम प्रवाह।    मन का मयूरा, सुन मेघ मल्हार, करे प्रेम पुकार।    धरा हो

Tap, Tap, Tap Falling soft and light All the tiny raindrops Falling in the night Pelting, hammering raindrops Soaking yards and roads Making pools of

Drops of rain falling down, Create a lovely melody. The orchestra is set, and Poetry is born. The cool breeze against my face, I relax

THE RAIN The rains graces the trees The patridge gets ready to sink the surrounding stirs with joy The melody of peacock celebrating The subtle

The claps of rain The claps of rain Swipe away my pain The thickest sorrow Which can’t live till tomorrow May the rain wash The

Magic of monsoon This is a strange experience I lovingly admire, When the rain sets my heart on fire, Enjoying rhythmic orchestra of pouring rain,