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Your Song. My Umbrella.

Rains in Mumbai do a lot more than just wetting the grounds. This year was no different. The other day when Mumbai got its season's first batch of heavy *heavy* rains, typically characterised by break-down of commuting systems, I left work on time, fearing a traffic jam or worse breakdown of trains. Panicked as i was, unintentionally i announced it to my entire office that whoever leaves for central suburbs, don't leave without me! Most of them din't care and left at their earliest. Walking my way through the huge drops of rains, as i let my umbrella move away from me, I noticed someone enjoying the rains. Was he crazy? Was he without an umbrella? Was he a friend? Oh! Yes he is! Take him in! i said. Thinking about the good deed of the day, i found myself singing loudly some lyrics out of this beautiful song by Rihanna. I loved my umbrella even more & let it go off! My friend heard me singing somehthing like...

"Baby you have my heart, We'll never be worlds apart, May be in magazines, but yu'll still be my star.
baby cuz in the dark, you cant see shiny stars, n thats when you need me there, with you i ll always share...because...
when the sun shines we ll shine together, told you i ll be here forever. said i ll always be a friend, took an oath i ll stick it out till the end...
n its raining more than ever, know we ll still have each other...
you can stay under my umbrella....yu cn stay naa naa naaa naaa naaa..."

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