Rain// You walking beside me, Taking about things you love. Dark clouds above, Sending spears of rain nonstop. A tiny umbrella shielding us, From getting totally drenched. I know it is futile But it let's me hold your hand. You tell me you like to paint. I wonder if you can paint us now? Two lunatics under a tiny umbrella, When the whole town is evading the downpour. Two days of rain has wrecked havoc, Causing waterlogging across the town. Yet we have stepped out for a walk, Drifting aimlessly in the streets below, Streets that resemble tiny streams, Streets devoid of any human beings. But, the people stare at us from their windows, Smirking as we go pass them, Holding our tiny little umbrella. People may say we are lunatics, But do we really care? You walking beside me, Taking about things you love. Dark clouds above, Sending spears of rain nonstop. (c) Anurag Talukdar