The memories of Rainfall

, OG Writings

When the rain falls, when the greenery prevails, love is the first emotion. As the universe dances on the music of love; I miss how she use to be with me. The way she corrected my mistakes, understood my emotions, made me happy while I was sad and fed me when I was hungry. I miss each and every second spent with her. Her eyes were my inspiration and hope, her smile was my achievement and award and her consent and appraisal meant the world to me.

She is still with me in my thoughts, before heading forward for my day I pray to her. In my dreams, I talk to her. When it rains outside, my heart is full of her memory and all the greenery reminds me of the trees she planted. No matter how far you went; you will always be my first and last love, Maa.