Mitti di khusboo

Suddenly clouds turning their face into black,spreading their color all round the sky, a thunderstorm paases into cocalia area pretanding and sending symptoms of rainfall.as foot step out,when water not in contact with surface,smell of petrol,combustion gases,stinky smell were there,finally the time came for that farmer were looking for,a smile,a ray of hope,a satisfaction also knocked their door.a pleasant aroma passes into nasal cavity, finding thier path between nose and aroma just like a network,water droplets particle touches the soil to produce a pleasant naturalistic aroma just like a baby produced from the soil,that aroma covering all around the area forming a umbrella layer.a spectacular scent touches the heart to brain telling how beauting they are every soul of people got fresh again,beauty in sky beauty in eye of people,beauty of every micro particle were just looking amazing, cluster of transparent bits were falling from black cloud like a bedsheet as much touched the ground more pleasant smell were flying all over.its unpredictable to say in words about raindrops,its feeling of filtering over your face,sound of stepping, everyone were just there for celebrating the moments,god were laughing amd soul too.