Just Before The First Monsoon Rains

When the messenger is mesmerizing, you happily lose the message

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Oh, Maruta!

How can I, a mere mortal get it?

Your celestial message is a canvas in the limitless sky.

But your messenger has taken my breath away.

She is mesmerizing in her mere fleeting hues.

Her gait has sent a shiver down my spine.

Her waistline has taken my breath away.

Her whiff is a charm to kill for.

Her nuance leaves us motionless.

Her swift pass blinded me in broad daylight.

And just as I was gathering myself, she dropped her goodbye glance — leaving me with cryptic clues.

How can I decode your message when I can’t even take my eyes off the messenger?

And with the first drops of your divine gift, what will I relish, when I cannot even regain my senses from the celestial beauty?

Your largess is benevolence itself. Your kindness and compassion are worthy of your glory.

But your messenger leaves me wanting more.

Be kind.

About the Author: Sridhar Pai Tonse writes about life, tech, markets, and startups. He is an expert on Strategy and Lead Generation for tech startups. Follow him on https://youtube.com/@tonsepai and visit https://tonsepai.com. For more https://tonsetelecom.com. Twitter: Sridhar Pai Tonse — Marketer, storyteller, coach