Thunders, lightning, heavy rains. What a nice time to remember the God of Thunder, right? But not when you're alone.
Just a minute before, when lovely weather shone on the people and winds touched the skin, wishing a nice day. I was at my aunt's house which is about 5-10 minutes away from my home. I thought it'll take just a fraction of minutes and I'll be home. So I decided to go. But nature had different plans, dust started to accompany winds, the huge black clouds gathered and cheered together aloud. Look what happened. It started pouring. Like, out of nowhere and obviously drenched me from head to toe, which was something you really don't desire for in a particular month of rather cold February. I was soaked in rain, thinking about my mother yelling at me which to my thinking came to life few minutes later and echoed with the thunders as I reached home.
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