Invigoration...

It was dead dry till one and a half year back . Nothing had significant life left to it . The sunshine never had warmth; when it was highest, I closed my eyes, and times of sunset did not bothered for the very pink glow it is known among full of life beings, human or otherwise .It did not get into my stack of concerns that what can make me feel brilliant , what can make me happy and what else my soul is screaming for its own improvisation .
And then the other day when I was overhauled with booze on my 24th birthday , it rained , it rained and enjoyed being drenched . From top to toe every single pore with vivid drops of happiness, anxiety, thrill, excitement, pleasure. The droplets grab all the sun within its minute volume and let enigma get on it to sparkle as beautiful as bull's eye to the shooter and diamond to the begger or sun to the lost.
Though I have not been a complaining instrument in exile ,I have received blessings more than imagined or deserverd just like prosperity with Pyramids from Nile . I smiling like a kid within the coziest arms that surrounds me as a wall of the fort left into the nip of morning sun . Trying to catch the beams making dust travelling in air in their own ease and pace visible. I do not want to get dry and follow the avenue to the mark footprints ,this time backwards . I am more of good when you soak me..soak with your beaming smile.

PS - Gal I dedicated this article has moved on in her life ... so u may too :) ...thanks