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Raindrops... Surge of water...Childhood Sweetheart. Yesterday it was raining hard, and every drop of rain reminds me of my boyhood days. One of my nieces ask me to bathe on the pouring rain, and to think that I haven't had that for such a long time ,took off my T-shirt and run it off towards the down spout, with my Mucci on tag, Running back and forth towards the neighborhood premises, like a little looking and staring up on the sky, letting the rain flow and trickle down on my face. Every surge of rainwater tingles my spine, a shivering rush of childhood innocence holds on,longing and silence besets me. It was a memory of a young beautiful girl,My childhood sweetheart and my constant company every time the rainy season falls. How I can forget that day?, I asked her mother for her permission to bathe in the rain with us playmates, a couple of distant relatives, best buddies and and some of the cutest girl from the block. The usual tag along play,water dosing, and the finale, hide and seek under the mango tree. Hide and seek works on my favor most of our playful times under the monsoon rains. Why?, for the reason that ,I told her that she must be on my side no matter what. She would never say no that's for sure. I saw all her answers on the personal questions on my eldest sister's Autograph sign book. She likes me! The seeker counts begin,on a slow count up to Ten, holding her hands, we rushed towards the banana trees behind the chicken pens. Soaked and in cold, we squeezed together and reminded her that once the seeker passed by our hiding place, We would rush to the mango tree as quick as possible. Chins shakes up, blackened lips, and those big round eyes, cant help myself liking her much. Almost all have been found except for us two, because we simply don't want to race it along for the mango tree. Just to have each one on the other side,I asked her and she nods for a yes ,she's willing to stay. Comes the unforgettable part,without hesitation I asked her for a kiss,and she just closed her eyes and offered her lips to mine. I asked for a second hit and she obliged. Persuading her not to tell anyone , of course! Oh boy!!! My first kiss...I almost jump with joy,held my arms around her shoulder and a little shaking hug...Until that familiar voice calling her name out ...with goosebumps all over ...my first words were; "Your Mom ,hurry up!,go out from hiding!". Making sure that her mother won't see me; I crawled under the pen with chicken manure all over,till i reached out the otherside...Its stink but with a grin. Heading on the drum filled with rainwater,I dosed out that adrenalin rush,then comes my best buddy MIke on my side with a wink,and simple signs of teasing gestures. With a sigh of relief and a soft whisper"shh, that was close"...ends up the rhytym and joy of playing in the rain. ***pic by : sagitare 
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Fedders, What a wonderful first kiss! And as to the chicken manure, lol, ...the things we do for Love.... Puppy
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9/8/2005 5:06 pm |
Firstly i must say, tats a beautiful saggitarious pic u have there  Secondly im prone to sickness if i dont bath after the rainpour LOL. Its so nice to be able to play under the rain LOL Deb, how can put that romantic thoughts into such ... LOL. ah.... first kiss is always hard to forget *thinking deeply* Isnt it? 
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Actually my best friend and I took some fresh eggs right after ...Tnx for your visit "Puppy" !
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Toukki...It's my great pleasure having you around...Tnx and take the best of care!
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That was a most beautiful story. You have the heart of a poet.  Many Blessings. Bear.
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With more practice writing I guess...Sir N8tive American
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