As the gloomy clouds hover over my head,
Occasional drizzle resting on my shoulders,
Soft breeze slowly piercing through my skin,
Chilling sand sending alert-signals through my toes,
Witnessing this nature's stunning beauty,
I am standing here to play,
What is called, 'Jump-In-The-Sand-With-Joy',
Some people like to call it, 'Sand Volleyball',
As the game kicks off,
Clouds start to jog,
Taking drizzle with them along,
As to my surprise,
Soft breeze not so soft anymore,
Chilling sand not so chilling anymore,
Suddenly, there goes the lightening,
Making mid-night look like an early morning,
A roar of thunder blasting through my ears,
Making me deaf for few minutes,
Here comes the rain,
Sending billions of drops, down like a fall,
Soaked in water,
As my friend spikes the ball,
I opened the doors of my pains,
Filled with my mistakes,
Through the lids of my eyes,
As the rain finally disappears,
I stand here,
To begin a new phase in my life..................................Satish
