On the spur of the moment
Category: Personal.
Wow, it's raining heavily.
I like the cool breeze on my face
The long leaves beyond the window are glistening in the rain
Raindrops falling, one by one, from the sharp tip of the leaves
A few stray drops on my hands
Street lights casting a lone glow a furlong away
Lovely, a cool breeze on my face while I'm typing this.
It always rains during the Ganesh festival in Pune.
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