The New Hope of Life

Each and all are happy with the, "Ashaar", The season of rain It overwhelm the heart and soul With its sweet melody Rim zhin zhin. The atmosphere is turbulent today With the ceaseless dropping of rain, The air is violent with its curving motion. But poor people has been scared In their dilapidated cottage With acute Pain. It will make the flood to float away their home They have to pay a lot to live Ashaar, is dreadful for Them. Ashaar makes the life and breaks too Yet the season is life-giving It's true. So, we sing and dance; Ashaar to gone Through. In those days it was drought, Soil had became dry and was burning Life was very much tough and Struggling and Each and all was eagerly awaiting for the Lightening clouds and Rain. Ashaar brings the new hope of life New buds blooms out makes trees green Farmers go the field to cultivate It washes away the dirt and makes atmosphere Clean. There will be no sign of life besides Ashaar So, so all we bow down to it and praise Its glory to Raise.