It was in the air,
They smelt it - the birds, the trees, the animals,
A mysterious scent engulfing us,
Strong winds blowing, the trees bowing,
The dark podgy warriors marching on..
Darkness crept - conquering every inch
Soothing cool breeze massaging every muscle
A ray of light, the drummers began,
Midst nature applauding, chins titled,
Eyes skywards witnessing the annual rendezvous,
The wait was over, it came -
Softly orchestrated at first, till rock took over,
A shiver in the spine, but as hearts opened,
It went on and on and on...
The Monsoons at last took over.