She lives on disillusion road. . .

When do you know it is the time-the ‘right’ time to let go of all your secrets?
When do you know it is the ‘right’ time to let someone in?
When do you know it is the ‘right’ time to tell someone you love them?
When do you know it is the ‘right’ time to begin?

How do you know what life holds for you before you start living?
How do you know that your time won’t be flying away?
How can you know what tomorrow will promise to bring?
How do you know what your fate will say?

We don’t know the answers,
We don’t know the questions,
All we know is we seek different things,
In our own quests we move,
Following something we can’t explain,
And yet we all can tell,
We’re headed somewhere, oh yes. . .

But what if you don’t know where you’re headed?
What if tomorrow’s promises seem bleak?
What if you find it hard to trust?
What if you find your confidence hard to keep?
Will you turn back or will you fight what you face?
Will you give up or look for your place?
Will I give up or find myself?

Rain.

Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby. ~Langston Hughes



Rainy days...How I have a love-hate relationship with them! On one hand, I love the greyness of the sky,the rustling of the leaves,the earthy smell and the first few drops of rain falling on my unsuspecting forehead. The sound of thunder,oddly comforting.The occasional visual treat of lightning splitting the sky. And then the heavy downpour,the sound of raindrops falling on concrete.

On the other hand,I do wish away the gloom that comes with rainy days. Ofcourse, I do appreciate the beauty of rainy days(And how it gives the capital a thorough washing-Lutyen's becomes a sight for sore eyes! ) But I can't help the emotions that plague me on such days. For rainy days make me think a little too much, about all sorts of things-rational,nonsensical,illogical,nostalgic and sometimes thoughts that edge on masochism! Rainy days also bring out the romantic in me, thus effectively reinforcing the feeling of loneliness which,for some reason,I do feel at times. Rainy days make me nostalgic as well as I remember making paper boats with my colony 'gang' and those childish peals of laughter can be heard in the deep recesses of my mind.

Right now,the weather outside can only be described as amazing. How I'd love to run free! Free in the rain,inhaling my favourite 'mitti vaali' smell. Or even sit on my terrace with a hot cuppa chai listening to my special 'rainy day' songs on my ipod. Or better still, listening to the sound of the rain-soothing and relaxing.

All in all,I'm very confused as far as my relationship with Rainy days is concerned. But one thing is for sure, I am definitely not one for umberellas!

Images.

Some images shot by me recently. . .

Childhood that seems to linger on in the inner recesses of our minds
Strength and Fortitude,Wisdom and Knowledge that comes with age
Beauty in mythology

So many things to capture. . .