Rain by Dr. Parthap P Banerjee
All had happened in the midway In the midst of my sadness In the midst of my madness I got to know about your extended stay Let me talk to my friends Let me tell them your choice Let me organize a press meet Let me distribute some sweets All prayed, pleaded, begged, solicited with tear But you had refused to extend your stay last year We lost farmers, farmers lost land mind lost mountains As we too lost love from you, “My dear rain”