its raining........finally

its raining.........

zzzzzzzz......ya that's what my state of mind is for the past so many days. And i am being so lazy to pen down  my thoughts.there is so much in the mind but don't know where to start with. i guess that is what happens if you don't clean up regularly. So leaving the backlog of thoughts aside I must first confess that it is purely because of the rain and the awesome weather which has made me write again. There is something about the sound of clouds rumbling, the splattering of the drizzling, chirping of the happy birds and the occasional sound of  the wind chimes on my window.The ideal kind of weather for me to be in this happy and content state of mind.
But often i wonder about this fascination for this kind of weather in a place of absolute plains.And the farthest   memory i hold is in my childhood, when i read this book set in an island where the protagonist lived in this bunglow which was amidst a big garden.the french windows had rose bushes. and it being an island always had this rainy grey thundering weather. I was in love with this character. All was forgotten but the house and the weather memories still haunt and every time the skyline turns grey and it starts to drizzle i am so nostalgic.

Another recent development is that i have also started expressing my emotions through colours and brushes. And what a world it is. so much to explore so, so much to say. right now i am an amateur but i am happy with my efforts.

I guess it has been the first time i am writing of what i feel. but at the same time i am wondering if these words will ever be read by anyone or will be lost in the vast sea of digital world...........