So this time when I went outside my room, I saw the great grey sky pouring down drops that looked like pearls after the solar torture.While I was brimming with excitement, I noticed that instead of dancing in the rain or singing out to the generous sky; she was simply lying on her bed, looking out of the window, staring at the rain.
This new behavior worried me. She didn't look sad and neither did she mention a tiring day. Was she just being lazy? I couldn't understand.
Whatever it was, after an hour or so, I found myself lying next to her. The two of us, facing the ceiling, talked endlessly; while the two chairs set out on the verandah, sat there watching everything else getting soaked in rainwater...
This new behavior worried me. She didn't look sad and neither did she mention a tiring day. Was she just being lazy? I couldn't understand.
Whatever it was, after an hour or so, I found myself lying next to her. The two of us, facing the ceiling, talked endlessly; while the two chairs set out on the verandah, sat there watching everything else getting soaked in rainwater...
