It fell in torrents.

By the window side...drenched  in the  rain - an afternoon in  Kolkata

      " Deliverance  is not for me in renunciation.
I feel the embrace of freedom in a thousand bonds of delight.
Thou ever pourest for me the fresh draught of thy wine of various
colours and fragrance,filling this earthen vessel to the brim.
My words will light its hundred different lamps with thy flame
and place them before the altar of thy temple.
No, I will never shut the doors of my senses.
The delights of sight and hearing and touch will bear thy delight.
Yes, all my illusions will burn into illuminations of joy,
and all my desires will ripen into fruits of love"
                                                                          - Tagore