Rain, by Avijeet Das

Standing on the terrace, she was lost staring at the dark clouds in the sky. There were sudden flashes of lightning behind the dark clouds. It seemed as if the sky was about to have a party.

She looked like a nymph in need of love. I kept standing there and watching her with an amused gaze.

Turning slowly towards me and with longing in her eyes, she said, "I want to.....get wet in your rain."

So I began my symphony...