Rain, Music and Me: A Beautiful Relationship

I just loooveeee rain. I mean who doesn't? (it's okay if you don't) Today it was raining; in SUMMER, in the month of APRIL; like monsoon was going on. It was like something triggered clouds that made them vulnerable; they were expressing their misery, anger or agony. OR. Maybe they were happy to the extent that they were laughing like there's no tomorrow. Maybe. Maybe not. But what it made me feel was ✨ethereal✨. I wanted time to stop. I wanna live that moment again. It was like a scene from a movie whose theme was loving yourself. In my headset, songs playing in the background were like......were like a whole bunch of not cherries but bunch of strawberries on the cake (not a fan of cherries). It must be a coincidence that my playlist was playing Yeh Haseen Vadiyaan, Bye, Matargashti, Sooraj Dooba Hain, and Ilahi. which were in perfect sync for the moment. I cannot resist the desire to dance. My body was swaying along to the melody of both rain and music. For an instant, I just wanted to burn the metal shed above for stopping the rain from falling over my unfettered figure. But if I got soaked in the rain then my family would scold me. Scolding just because I was enjoying myself? Nah maybe they would be just worried. Though I'm describing my feelings about it, I want that moment to be a secret forever between me, my music and my sky. The world shouldn't know. Society can't resist others' carefreeness. Each droplet made me fall in love with myself again and again. They made me forget all my insecurities and embrace my flaws, that wide grin on my face was a reflective proof. Even while writing, that stupid small smile is not leaving my face. Have I gone crazy?

TMI: I have experienced it twice ;)

Have you too ever experienced something as exquisite as this? If yes, I would love to know :)

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