When people talk about rains,
Thy usually talk about memories,
How rains conjures memories from the past,
Or makes them wish upon the future.
Well, I love rains as it makes me be in the ‘present’ .
How the million droplets falling from the sky cuts my ties from my past, turns me away from my future and brings my attention to ‘Now’
How the guard stands,one foot over the other, taking shelter, his blue uniform shirt soaked, ' Persian blue' I notice now.
His eyes the colour of 'ignorance' not ' arrogance' which I register now.
And now is when I notice him looking at me,
As I look back at him, not through him and I smile,
His eyes now the colour of ‘acceptance’ #smirithinks#iphonephotography#nofilter#rains#iphonefoto#shotoniphone#musing#ponder#smiritikalra