Spring was about to end
Mild rain was intending to bid farewell
I went out and started walking down the lane
Wasn’t aware that my past blossoms awaits to give me a feeling of hell.
Was my first evening to go out with it(umbrella)
I made it my companion for the first time
Wasn’t aware of what I was about to meet
That it wud take me to somewhere when she was really mine.
I walked.
Suddenly a breeze crossed my path
I turned my face to escape from its wrath.
Saw,what I didn’t dare to even have in my dreams
It was her,under the umbrella
With him,may be her prince.
Took me away for a moment ,
Somehow I collected myself even if my heart didn’t consent.
Bad fate was what I didn’t blame
Everything was because of the umbrella
Had it been not there,I wudnt have gone out
And crossed my path with that cindrella.
