The Rainy day.... Its too much excited
Hallw all friends. I am from Bangladesg.Today I think its a very romantic vrey beautiful day for me. Iwish you all enojy this time. Today Where i liver tgere rainy ng too much.I love raining. I am so excited to tell about this thing.
A rainy day is a day when it rains all day long. It can be in buckets or slowly. It seems dull, cloudy and depressing. The sky is covered by black clouds. Clouds move in the sky. Most of the time the sky is not clearly visible. People cannot go out without umbrellas. Roads become muddy and slippery. Sometimes the roads go under water, so the vehicles can't move on the road.
This causes suffering for office-going people. Sometimes it is too late to reach the office. A rainy day is a curse for poor people. They cannot leave their homes to earn a living. They have to starve. It brings suffering to school going students. They cannot go to their educational institutions because of the rain. Although a small number go they get wet on the way so classes are not held. So it becomes a rainy day for them. It stirs our minds. It reminds us of our childhood. Sometimes we become emotional by remembering our childhood. Where are the lost days, those rainy days, those dream days!
Ireached out my hand through the window and enjoyed the raindrops. I like these things a lot. I like to get wet in the rain a lot I like to get wet in the rain water.
It has been raining since morning, there is no way out. So I am sitting quietly by the window. That's how I spent today. And try to feel
I did it on a rainy day.
Feelings on a rainy day: How do I express what I'm feeling right now? I am not a poet. If I were a poet, I would write a poem like Rabindranath right now.
Today I am very happy with this new discovery.
Many things come to mind today; Speaking of that childhood. My mother is very happy on this rainy day.
We also sang with my mother without understanding anything, and we got a chance to make noise for a while. There really is no comparison to the days of childhood.
A couple of people are walking slowly down the street with umbrellas. The whole sky is covered with black clouds, it looks like it is evening. Looking at the trees in front, it seems as if someone is bathing them very carefully. Today I am really surprised; Looks like I'm seeing something completely new. A new country and a new obsession with its nature.
I can't say for sure whether the poet Shelley wrote his famous poem at such a moment. Many poets from Kalidasa to Rabindranath have written beautiful poems about this 'rain'. Today seems to be the end of the day. But from my mind this day will never end.