He looked down at earth, there she was, sitting by the river. A beautiful creature indeed! He just could not control himself, every time he was assigned to rain on this patch of earth he tried to search her, sometimes she was not out in the open, sometimes she was, he tried to bring her out by sending sweetest gusts of wind, rain, sometimes he succeeded and sometimes he failed.
Suddenly he felt that she too was looking back at him, for the first time!
Halke se apni aankhen khola usne, kholte hee wo dikhi, nadi ke kinare baithi huyi thee. Uski khoobsoorati se uski duniya roshan ho gayi.
Jab bhee usko is jagah me barish karne kee jimmedari saupee jati thee wo use hee dhoondhta tha, kabhi wo nazar aa jati thee, uski barish me bheegti, jhoomti pedon kee tarah, kabhi lakh bulane pe bhee bahar nahi aati thee.
Der tak wo use takta raha.
Achanak usne aankhen uthai aur unki aankhe chaar ho gayee??