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Dark clouds. Gloomy weather. Rain. Big droplets on the ground. The guy on the bike stops under the tree in front of my house but it doesn't help. He places his hands above his head. Like that helps. Aunty is walking with umbrella. Pink umbrella with yellow dots. Doesn't get louder than that. Stray dog runs for cover too. The cow in the empty plot is just the way she was before it started pouring. She doesn't feel cold?

Bike uncle is drenched head to toe. Toe is covered with wet off-white socks. I can see they're torn. Bike is Yamaha RXZ. Red colour. It looks clean now. But bike uncle doesn't look at it that way. Aunty is back. The lower half of her saree is wet, but she doesn't seem to care. The two polythene bags she's carrying are getting wet too. She brings them upto her chest and covers them with her pallu. Helps a little I guess. Oops, the umbrella slips a little. She stops, shifts the umbrella to firm position and resumes walking. Uncle was looking at her. Aunty is out of view now.

It suddenly stops raining. Uncle is struggling to get his bike started. There, it switches on. Kick started. Uncle is out of sight now. Out of sight, out of mind.

I feel cold. Good feeling.

Will have ice cream. Kwality Walls' Chocolate. Very nice.

Will click Publish Post now.