The view from my first floor bedroom window. My gaze beyond the two iron railings and what I am seeing right now.

Long leaves of the small coconut tree, drops of water on them, falling, one by one.
Rains, greenery on the ground, can see the Bishop's school construction work. A few banana plantations near the construction site five hundred metres from here. The first floor done. The view from the window looks good when its raining heavily. The drops of rain, looking silvery from this side of the window, a few ladies with umbrellas crossing the ground. Four raindrops on a leaf outside the window, each reaching the tip of the leaf and then gently falling, one drop has stopped at the tip of the leaf, now it has fallen, slowly. It has stopped raining, will start again in five minutes. I wrote this description online.

If you have a moment to spare, every window has a story to tell! What's yours? :-)

Bye for now!

Chirayu