GONE WITH THE RAINS
After a spell of heavy rains
there settles, a phase of uneasy calm
excessive waters are draining down
washing its course to a brilliant clean
walking in the middle of the road at this time
a very pleasant experience, you taste it once
‘garam, garam katchori' with a special chhai
will lift up your inner reserves - catch it up.
Louis Santhana
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