False Promise

Pitter-patter rain
Woke me up again
Clouds campaign
Made me lazy, a little insane.

Smell of woods, cold snaps,
Half-day leaves, afternoon naps.
Spicy pakodas, kissing of cup,
Hours on TV, ceaseless gup-sup.

Long drives, lush green fields,
Dancing waves, rustling winds,
Paper boats, the splash and ripple,
Mothers worry, children’s giggle.

Comes the evening with the drizzle,
People fancying, music bubble.
Lazy day, dreamy night,
Earth rests waiting for the light.

Rain O' Rain!
Pleasure unbound,
I become insane, a real insane.

Pitter patter rain
Woke me up again
Breaking windowpane,
Made me worry, a little strain.

Leaking roofs, flooded drains,
Uneven roads, halting trains.
Snuffling nose, occasional fever,
Flood warnings, cyclone danger.

No Sooraj Barjatya, no Karan Johr,
Madhur Bhandarkar takes over.
Uprooted plants, houses in water,
Relief camps, faces of hunger.

Sleepless nights, terrifying days,
Floating animals, disease and deaths.
Loss of wealth, kith and kin,
Rain sweeps away everything.

Rain O' Rain !
Pain unleashed,
I become sane, a real sane.

Rain O' Rain, pitter, patter.
You too despised like none other.
Many enjoy, yet millions suffer
You gave pain, promising pleasure.