Flashing lights, breaking thunders
Tells me, she is coming
Rushed to the roof top to see her
It's been a year while I am waiting
North-East breeze brings her fragrance
Smelled her presence with closed eyes
She was there kissing my shoulders
Oh Monsoon, make me fully wet
I am here to dance with you
Hope you wont bluff with drizzles
Pour the plain, well enough
Bless the valley with love and grace...
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