Departure of Rain ......

School bell rang,
Students rushed off from school,
The clouds became black,
Atmosphere went up to dark.
But I was walking very slowly,
Like I am waiting for someone madly.

Then it came, with roaring music,
And that rain won’t make me panic,
I was lost in that music like my mother does.
She loved rain and I hate it,
I thought she loved rain more than me,
Had affection for more than me.
When I screamed for friendship,
When I wept for friends,
She just put her hand on my shoulder
And told “Are you looking for a friend?
Who looks out for you, inspires you, guides you
And walks with you, then why can’t you see me?”
That question made me cry,
My first friend, my mother,
One day she called me,
Her face was dull; but
Her eyes still had brightness
She told “never hate rain”
It will be your companion in sorrows and joy
Then she touched my forehead, continued 
"A smile on your face will bring
Happiness in me miles away”

Rain is over, not my memories.
I opened my eyes filled with water.
Don’t know the reason.
Is it because of the departure of rain?
 Don’t know, life has more Memories to be shared …….
More questions to be solved.

Rakhi B Nair, XII B