The Monsoons and Me!

I watch the lashing rains from the comfort of a shelter,
In the downpour, I see people run helter-skelter,
Umbrellas, raincoats and some outdated gum-boots,
Overjoyed young kids, lending the rain their hoots,
Nature in all it's splendour all over and all around,
Everywhere I look, something sprouting out of the ground,
Young couples on their bikes, riding for the monsoon thrill,
Then together over a hot cuppa chai, they drive away the chill,
Not long ago, I rode those narrow winding roads,
Sat on those rocks with her and those croaking toads,
Now I watch them pass me by, my lush green mountains in all their glory,
Wonder when sitting here in the dry, became what is now my story...