Tell me!! what strikes into the mind if I say...clouds with the thunders of thunderbolts and its percussive drumbeats, ruttish elephant in its convoy, the cloudy and showery climate is evenmore heart-pleasing by the screaming with hilarity and fidgety of the stocks of peacock and the way they commence with their pea-cock dance. The season which is the vault of heaven which seems as a gleam of blackish petal of the flower, ready to share the elixir of the life to pave the way of his offspring by filling the femininity of the earth.
Yeap!! the guessing is absolutely correct. The king of the season and the trope very well expressed through the song "Kali Megha" of Lagaan.. 
It's One and Only Rainy Season!!!
The falling fluid dwindle away the thirst of the half dead living things..As the rain drops fills the life in the offsprings, the earth with grass sprouts seems spread with lapis gems that are shred to small pieces, tardily converting into green carpet.
Hmm!! What i like about this season: I like greenery, the soothing effect, the black clouds, the zephyr and the rain drops and driving while raining.
I love to drive
when the images are blur due to rainfall, all the windows closed and music inside, with managabe speed..Oops!! Caution notice...don't follow me in this way there are chances of accident.. And me ?? no comments :-)
when the images are blur due to rainfall, all the windows closed and music inside, with managabe speed..Oops!! Caution notice...don't follow me in this way there are chances of accident.. And me ?? no comments :-)I love the first shower,which feeds the dehydrated earth, and the earth being a gratifier spread the aesthesis aroma which soothes the olfactory sensation. I love the first fragrence comes out after the first rainfall, best then any other redolence, better then davidoff coolwater. :-p
I love the zyphyr, a messenger of the rain and its silky touch innervate the soul, ask to stop over all the work and to enjoy the rhytum of nature, music of the life and live it up for sometime, beyond the tensions, worries and sadness.
And my filial love for Raindrops. It is an agglomeration of sovenir of past or I could say childhood, quixotic love of youth,and prospects of future... It is one in all, the cold, harsh, soft element which melts you and drains out emotions. Emotions which never come out in consciousness, hidden somewhere inside you and always a part of your life as a sleeping partner. When raindrops fall on face it hide your all emotions...whether happy or sad, whether smiles or tears...:-) but lighten up soul and blow the trumpet and fills again a new energy and courage to face the self. 
