I'm coming clean.

Back after the longest time possible, ain't I? =D And that my friends is all thanks to BluBluBling and the much awaited Awesome April! [Next month it's me. Woohooo. =D ]So the inspiration for today is,

I could hear the familiar sound. The wafting aroma of moist earth lead me to the window, and I was greeted by an old friend. It poured, I blushed, and memories gushed into my otherwise numb head like an unbounded stream. I had always cherished the the trickling and tickling raindrops on my face, danced when it was pouring, splashed about in puddles. But that was me before you walked in. That was before you came across and swept me off my feet. That was before you gave me a memory that made it feel  special. Made it feel personalized. Made me feel as if it was mine. As if it was ours. 

We might have been young and naive. You might not have used the most charming words in the dictionary. And well, there's a slight possibility of me having jumped on the bed. But all those things are never going to tarnish my memory of that day. Of the rainy evening of 28th September...

"Umm, so will you go out with me?"

"Uh, okay?"

*And it starts pouring cats and dogs*

The rain still tingles my soul. Just like you do. . . .

Perfect moment, much? :) This is a slightly personal post. My apologies. But this is how it is. The rain ALWAYS reminds me of him and only him. It's been four years now. :) 

This one's for you, baby :)