The First Rain of the Year.... 2015

It was the first rain of the year, came like an uninvited guest, while autumn was still playing its game. Yellow leaves had carpeted the avenues while the twist and turns of the life less leaves topped the show.

Suddenly one day the cloud turned darker, the air carried moisture from faraway lands…. We had smelled the rain and yet we called it an intruder.

So it Rained heavily from evening onward. Non-stop.

In the morning when I opened the window – it was still raining. Washing away all the dryness of autumn and cleaning the dust of the winter.

By mid afternoon there was a thick fog. 

(This is the view from my window)