Under the Drops

Gazing at the twinkling dots which dominated the black sky surrounding the gibbous moon, I was struggling in between my thoughts of a regretful noon. But then I saw the dark sheet getting conquered by huge blackish-white mass and the silence was taken over by the thumping thundering sass. Those icy cool droplets caused a vibration within me when they trickled down my spine, I went to a new place which was all full of shine. The watery pats which I got on my cotton-covered back sparked in me a new hope that aborting here would not work as the future is inevitable that I will have to cope. The clapping leaves and the dancing trees lauded me for my previous victories And here suddenly, I heard my mom "Get up dear! how long will you live in your world of dreams?"