Diya Alwani

 Drip by drip, the gentle rain arrived, enveloping everything in serene silence, captivating our attention. Each water droplet created a symphony upon impact, as if orchestrating a masterpiece of tranquility. The raindrops caressed the earth, painting ripples on the grey canvas below. The grass, eager and alive, embraced the drops, urging the soil beneath to imbibe the gift of water. With petrichor in the air, the moist earth rekindled sensations, captivating all who encountered it. The once-muted flowers, now adorned with glistening jewels, danced in jubilation. Trees stood as sentinels of contentment, their verdant leaves dampened, inviting all to find solace beneath their branches. Saplings bowed with gratitude, welcoming the rain's touch. Hidden among the leaves, melodious bird songs echoed, weaving a chorus of unseen beauty. The peacocks unfurled their feathers, a living tapestry of delight. These sights and sounds harkened back to the Romantic Era, akin to the love affairs pe