It is winter time now (Dec- 2008) and It has started to rain in San Bruno. The whole city is washed to a degree which is hardly imaginable.
The first thing which struck me on the first morning in San Bruno was the clarity of the air here. It almost took me quite some time to get used to the total clarity of everything. Its something one has to experience first hand and something which definitely cant be expressed by the limited writing ability which I have been blessed with. It is beautiful. The beauty of this land is extremely inexpressible, just like beauty of any form usually is.
Its late in the evening and it had rained in plenty today. The air outside is fresh with cool moisture and a sweet breeze is blowing through the pine forest which surrounds this place. I would like to roam amidst nature after a fresh shower and feel the monsoon breeze inspire songs and poetry in me. I have "Ustaad Amjad Ali Khan Sahab's- Romancing the Rains" playing on the background and it is one of those preciously perfect moments in my life which I am so blessed to have.
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