ootd: it may rain

ootd: it may rain

There is something magical about the first drop of rain after months and months of excruciating Indian summer. For as long as I can remember, I have been enamored with it and at the first hint of its arrival, I find my insides begging me to run, to run as fast as I can, till I reach a vantage point, where I can soak it all in.

Within minutes of sighting the first set of lightnings, I've quickly reached a meadow, under a sky that promises to swallow the earth, the irrefutable charm of petrichor engulfing my senses, a gush of wind blowing through my hair, drops of rain caressing my skin, slowly reaching my finger-tips.

Of all the seasons, I think monsoon is truly one for the senses and it can get you in touch with what it means to be truly alive. 

Like Grass Fighting the Wind

Like Grass Fighting the Wind

Required Reading: April 18

Required Reading: April 18