Rain, Coffee and me..

Agra proved to me a surprisingly great city, I am not biased about the home-town thing but it is actually; An interesting old town area, with few great place to visit and lots of good food to try.

Yesterday afternoon, I had another one of those cravings for something sweet and strong. I immediately start up for the nearest cafe.. Order my usual coffee and sit near the big glass window (Wow Rains surely fill colors in surroundings; you just need a right angle to see it).

Coffee arrived. They describe it as smooth, creamy taste, with a touch of caramel toffee. For the most part, I can’t disagree too much with their description.

So, as I m saying the rains begin in full force and I start admiring those tiny droplets on streets, trees, cars, and everywhere possible. In the rain, everything melt, freeze and become more and more beautiful; Fresh. Take it as it is. 'Coffee in Rains' is never ending combination... There is a small piece of writing, Which I want to share;

My sweet beautiful angel.
Sent to me from above.
I am so grateful to have found you,
and I give you all my love.

You must have come from heaven,
because you have pretty little angel eyes.
When you gaze at me with them,
my heart begins to fly.

Your sweet angelic voice,
continuously rings in my ears.
With you by my side,
there is nothing I fear.

Whenever we are together,
You shine with a heavenly glow.

Your beautiful angel face,
raises me up from feeling low.

Yes, heaven is missing an angel,
because you are here with me.
You're my sweet, beautiful angel,
and I'll love you for eternity!