Rain...

As a kid I always sensed the logic of science, what happens around us always relates to what happens beyond the sight. At the age when science shouldn't have made sense it did. Today science makes absolute sense and the human mind in me accepts it too…. but with a question. Science has come up with answers as how, when, where and what? But one question it cant comprehensively talk about is…. why?
I was sitting and watching the water pouring down the sky, it had no fear of hitting the hard earth. Every year it carries the burden of hopes of the people whom it doesn't even know. Its not one place that it rains or it is not one place it does not. Why should it carry water from places all over, accumulate it and pour it evenly across the globe? why …. a question that always remained…..
I couldn't stop myself listening to what it was saying.....

I was passing by…
I saw kids who where enjoying the wind…
They had dreams to travel the world.
They had dreams to walk with the wind.
And they had dreams to fly as high.
So I picked them up.

I was passing by…
I heard the voices of few..
They were worried about the roads ahead
They were worried about the changes they read.
But they had dreams to fly as high.
So I picked them up.

I was passing by…
I saw few lost families in the desert..
They were searching for the direction.
They were waiting for the reunion
But they had dreams to fly as high.
So I picked them up.

I was flying high…
I saw few kids below…
They were looking up for the sky..
They were looking up for wind.
But they had dreams to fly as high.
So I dropped them down

I was flying high
I saw few families…
They were waiting for the season.
They were fighting for a reason.
But they had dreams to fly as high
So I dropped them down

I was flying high
I saw people around…
They were busy with problems.
They were busy for solutions..
But they had dreams to fly as high
.....So I dropped them down.