Its raining in Bangalore nowadays !! Though most times it means more traffic and more chaos unleashed on the streets of our perpetually unprepared Indian cities ,yet rains always trigger some wonderful memories . There is no bliss greater than looking out from the balcony at the rain falling ,while sipping on a steaming cup of ginger tea . I remember writing this impromptu post a few years back and though of sharing the same with you .
Tale of a Rainy Afternoon
It was a dull dark afternoon. The clouds thundered in the distant background, accompanied occasionally by a silver streak of lightning. Ramya sat by the window in her room, and heard the sound of raindrops dancing on the roof. A strong wind opened the windows suddenly and the cool raindrops caressed against her face. As she extended her hand quickly to close the window, she was reminded of those other rainy days, much long ago.