...सुनके मतवाले काले बादलों का शोर,
रूम झूम घूम घूम नाचे मन का मोर...
...रिमझिम के तराने लेके आई बरसात,
याद आये किसी से वो पहली मुलाक़ात...
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it is lovely, the summer rains
and it is lovelier if you are walking in the rain with someone you love :)
:)
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