STORIES FROM THE STREETS #3
It's that time of the year again! The scorching, parched days are gone and now it's the season to flourish under the boggling grey clouds and to drink the greenery through the eyes. Picture source- Yours truly I have always found myself astounded by the rain and thunder. As I watch the thick veil of water coming down from the heavens, I remember one of those days of my splendid school life, when, even after repeated warnings of my parents, I refused to carry the parapluie to school. And oh, what a shiny, golden luck I have! I came back home drenched with the the Godly showers, from tip to toe. But every bit of that small walk home is ingrained in my brain like the letters of the English alphabet. It was possibly the very first time that I got drenched that bad. All of it started with a little drizzle and went on to become the heavy rain monster. As I made my way to home, I was caught in the wild downpour. The rain fell hard upon my face, so much so th...
