waiting...
waiting...
second pass...melting into minutes...taking time for the much predictable transformation into hours...
the rain has stopped...the pelting raindrops over the cemented rooftop has given way to the pleasant cool breeze giving goosebumps to my dry skin...
people pass by hiding under their colorful umbrellas...without giving as much of a glance upwards...i am sitting by the window lost somewhere...i have lost my umbrella somewhere...
i am still waiting...
the violet crimson hues of the sky unlease a different feeling in my heart...the patterns of the cloud paint a magnificent painting on the palette of the colorful sky...
my heart fills with emotion...i hear a voice..."i think of you when it rains"...
i feel like snuggling down in his arms...i want to feel the warmth and comfort of being in love...of being loved...
another voice rings again in my head "sometimes i feel you have an uncanny habit of being indifferent,you tend to fall out of love"...
the phone does not ring yet...
i am still waiting...