Days were oftern too bad to continue. toomany emotional tortures and "nanhi si jaan". every thing was tried. Hatred,repent, self effacing and pity, anger, false optimism and carelessness. but nothing worked. the perpetual sadness was still lurking every time happiness tried to touch the life.the mind had become complete numb and nothing could rekindle it. the overall mask of carefree behaviour was tearing rapidly and there was a wonder if teher would be eventual tearful breakdown (an absolute no-no) there were things to be said but to avoid more heart breaks and hurt, the revelations had to be ignored...but how could one ignore a perpetually broken heart?
and it was then it was "baras ja...." rains in november was a treat. it was that treat that wiped the hurt, the helplessness, the pain ,the dispair. just like sudden rains wiped grime off the trees and roads...smile was formed...life was not that bad afterall..
it was the rains that made the heart swell in some unknown peace...something that was asked for came just so suddenly...just like rains in november
