The stillness was uncanny. Not a leaf stirred, the forest it seemed was stunned under a spell. Moments passed like hours as a dark, dense blanket far above the trees gathered. With a loud clap of thunder breaking the eerie silence, it split open and large drops hastened down the canopy in a deluge. A cataclysm between the sky and earth had begun.
The unending shower seeped in through the cracks in the soil, the soil that devoured the flowing stream. The sky sang its broken ballad, and the forest became its audience, soaking in the torrential symphony. The howling wind breathing laboriously made the leaves strain at the branches of the tall trees.
And then the dramatic performance of the sky began to slow down. The blanket of clouds began to thin to reveal the ink-blue expanse. The chaos of the storm was turning into a relentless pitter-patter, dripping from the leaves onto the wet soil and misty grass. Soon the midnight sky washed clean, displayed an array of heavenly constellations, twinkling enough to take one’s breath away.
Petrichor was heavy on the ground and the gleaming silver drops on the grass resembled stars from the sky that had descended to light up the woods. It was quiet again, but this time a peaceful quiet. A quiet that wouldn’t have been, but was-
Only…
when the sky turned ominous
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An evocative description of when the sky turned ominous… I enjoyed the audio clip too. Kudos!
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Thank you Deepti!
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The podcast was so good.
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Thanks!
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Loved the podcast. And enjoyed the wondrous description.
Deepika Sharma
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Thank you Deepika!
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Oh wow, such beautiful expression of rains, petrichor, and cataclysm between the sky and earth. Loved listening to you on the podcast.
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Thanks so much Pragun.
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I could feel this post and not just read it. The Audio clip surely added to the aura!
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Thank you Chinmayee:)
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My pleasure 🥰
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I love rains, and your post brought back so many memories of thunderstorms in the hills. Thank you so much
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Rains have beauty of their own don’t they. Thanks !
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Beautiful writing, Leha.
Loved the simile that you have used.
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Thanks Purba!
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you have expressed the beauty of the rain, the behavior of the clouds and the entire scene so well…
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Thanks Amina:)
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Leha, the podcast was so good! Gave me goosebumps to hear it! Also, beautiful piece of writing.
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I was nervous to post it at first, thank you Mayuri, glad you enjoyed it.
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Leha, your voice is mesmerising. You are such a creative soul.
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That means a lot, thanks Aesha 🙂
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The audio clip added all to it, lovely it was reading and listening
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That’s so kind of you, thanks:)
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Hey Leha, always love to read you and this time your voice made the exact environment to listen and watch the sky and listen to pitter-patter.
Awesome description.
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Thank you so much Geethica:)
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