Last moments of a raindrop....

(photo by Kavi Arasu )
Wild in freefall
tangling
with
the salty seabreeze;
millions of us
dashing on to
dug up roads,
policemen raincoats,
A/c cocooned cars,
roaring bikes,
and
some,
chattering,
shivering wet.....




But some
encounter
the blue of a tarpaulin
and we
move
in rivulets,
till
we drop,
a bit sedately ,
on to some
outstretched hands,
outside a tea tapri,
warm with a
sense of ginger,
warmth
and welcome.

How many raindrops
can boast
of such
flavourful
last moments
on earth ?