You must feel the rustle of the leaves. You must feel the rumble of the clouds. The flowers sing their own songs. The bees create their own rhythm. The waves serenade with distinct notes. The breeze captivates in its own chords. And the moon mesmerizes in her own melodies. You must understand the symphony of nature.

There is a subtle magic in the falling of old leaves.

Waves come with messages from the sea; they touch the shore with their sublimity. Leaves fall with messages from the trees; they fall on the ground with their magic. Nature sends us the most beautiful messages. We just need to understand the language of the waves and the leaves.

And I will wait for you like the leaves for their rain...

She day-dreams just as I do. She is addicted to her solitude just as I am. She loves watching the rain-drops fall slowly on to the green leaves of an old guava tree just as I do. She loves drifting in time and time travel just as I do. She loves looking at the waves dashing against the rocks just as I do.

While outside the window, the raindrops pitter pattered on leaves that shivered and sparkled, inside we made love for the first time!