The rhythm of rain..

I have always been mesmerised by the beauty and rhythm of rain.Having grown up in the beautiful state of Kerala with its long monsoon season, I feel romantic and more erotic when rain pours down.

I have wonderful memories of so many rainy days and more vivid nights, spent in the close company of my first gay partner.We used to sleep together in rainy nights and if the thunder lights were photo flshes, the album would have been a masterpiece of gay erotic art.

Now as the water drops knocks at my window, I feel nostalgic.