Dream : Reality

DREAM:
A late cloudy evening
Bolt of lightning, Tropical thunder
A pure tantrum of nature it was.
Fear of getting drenched pushed me off from office.
Rushed to my motorbike. Ran few meters
The shower sprinkled all over
About to reach the gate
Saw her standing by.
Hazy clouds down to earth,
She was dressed in all white
Fully drenched and doused.
Her eyes were glinting me
So obvious, I stopped by and had her close to me
I mean close to me as a pillion
With all the symphonist playing duet.

REALITY: (Around 2 weeks later)
A late cloudy evening
Bolt of lightning, Tropical thunder
A pure tantrum of nature it was.
Fear of getting drenched pushed me off from office.
Rushed to my motorbike. Ran few meters
The shower sprinkled all over
About to reach the gate
Saw her standing by.
Dark clouds down to earth,
She was dressed in all black
Little wet and sop.
Her eyes threw a look over me
I stopped by, She got close to me
I mean close to an auto near by
With all the symphonist playing breakup.