Awry
Quite often thunderstorm hits at night. The monsoon night is dark, cold, and breezy. When downpour starts most folks inside the building peek outside. Stranded humans, animals hate the rain and look for shelter. It stops the routine. With improper drainage and umbrella, I think twice to get out. It’s ever classic green scene to hold a cup of tea on the left hand, hold a book in the right hand, stand in the verandah, enjoy the moment, and feel the moist air hitting the face.
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