Armed with the weapons of keeping myself dry (WKMD) - raincoat and umbrella, I still ended up getting soaked, making my colleagues wonder if I jumped into every single puddle on the way to the office. I lost the battle to the rain in the time I stepped out of the home to the time I got into an auto. But I am not complaining.
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I remember my childhood days when I deliberately jumped into all the puddles while singing the song - Raindrops on roses... Rains have inspired poets and love songs and I wonder how in the world could Anu Malik come out with a song like - Its raining, dekho baarish ho rahi hai... It is the most pathetic rain inspired song I have ever heard in my entire life.
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And as I look outside the window I see overcast skies, green trees and a hear a thunderstorm or two. Inside the office I can hear a news report about Lebanon. Which reminds me its time to stop dreaming and get back to work.
Post will be updated if I feel like adding something more.
Originally posted on Wednesday, July 26, 2006 11:48 AM
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