Women still love rain
After a long wait, they were happy to be out, together on a sunny day
Hand in hand, hearts full of love, they strode along the way
When all of a sudden, the scene changed and the sky wore a robe so dark
Our girl grew worried, abandoned her man and ran to a nearby park
Our boy ran after his lady love, worried as he could be
"What’s the matter honey, you alright… you really worried me!"
She rummaged her handbag, looking for something; the search was on for long
“Oh Good Lord, I forgot my vanity bag”, she cried her melancholic song
She cried her make up out, her eyes black with smeared kohl
Her face bore a sad resemblance of a tragic foretold
Her man went out, to get ice cream and cajole our lady in despair
She meanwhile rubbed her sloppy face until it was beyond repair
The rain had washed away all her efforts, to look younger than her age
She puffed and fumed, dumbstruck at her own self, cursing her luck in rage
Her man returned with a bright smile, surprised, not finding her there
He looked around, rather puzzled, his eyes searching her everywhere
He sat down, in dismay, wondering why his luck turned out so bad
His eyes fell on an old lady, seated beside, rather looking sad,
He went up to her, to pacify, and told his tale in grief,
“Girls are difficult to apprehend grandma” he shook his head in disbelief!
The lady, much to his shock, then stood up and let out a cry so loud
“It’s me, your love, don’t you recognize me” she yelled fiddling her gaud
The boy dropped his jaw, as shocked as hell was he
He collected his belonging and fled the scene, shouting “I am sorry aunty!!”

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