rainy days is equivalent to somber midsummer breakups,

you just stay at home watching the dark grey sky and raindrops pelleting the window,

seriously hate that feeling because the mind would venture further beyond the realm of thoughts,

past, future and most importantly the present all come into one tiny fragment of thought,

flashbacks will keep running through the head like some old theatric scenes.

for now, i am actually relishing a rainy day at home in the morning,

all alone by myself in a room, siblings at school, parents at work,

didnt go out, suddenly the body tells me this is the time to just relax,

let the clock tick away slowly, put everything to a stop, be free,

not really meditating but this moment of silence bliss is a yearn to begin with.

this was a morning that i thoroughly enjoyed waking up to,

almost felt like a surreal dimension.

yes, could not help counting it but 4 more days till NS,

i anticipate joining the army, but more towards a mixed feeling of reluctancy.

but one fine thing though, ramadhan is coming,

its a month of pure bliss and further self-enrichment,

thank god, i got to break my fast with my family on the first day,

hopefully, with the grace of god, will give me the strength to endure it in army.