Racing raindrops...

It's been raining away the entire week...and "racing raindrops" is what my mind calls out every time I look outside a window :)

Something that rang in my head for quite sometime, finally putting it in black & white...

Racing raindrops - Clicked at Srinagar, June 2013

Racing raindrops over the window sill
Flowing one after the other; never keep still
You choose a 'drop'; a very special one
and hope it wins the run.

Racing raindrops over the window sill
Zig, Zag, and making turns,
Down and down goes your 'drop' in a frenzied pace
Suddenly it halts, as if holding its breath.

Racing raindrops over the window sill
Your 'drop' stands still and so does time...
You wonder what its thinking; all frozen as it shines
Does it think this race is futile,
A meaningless means to an obvious end?
Or does it know it has to flow,
Down and down till it dares to go...

Racing raindrops over the window sill
Your 'drop' sits there glistening, brooding,
Till another drop joins it...
Misty, shiny, raring to go.
And without a moment's loss, together they flow.
Faster and stronger,
Racing down again.

Racing raindrops over the window sill
Your 'drops' flow down
And out of sight
You know they have joined the blue pool down
And you sigh.
Never got time to bid goodbye...
So you just look up at the window sill
and choose yet another 'drop'
You make it your 'drop', a very special one
and hope it wins the run.


~Written on 3rd September 2014 #Original