its pouring and pouring and pouring

Wow!… never have seen vizag like this. Not atleast during my stay . It’s the second day and its still raining nonstop. It so happened yesterday that I was in my college when it suddenly started pouring. I had many plans as it was the weekend but this sudden downpour washed off all my plans. But then a jolt of happiness and excitement sprang in me with the very sight of rainfall and the smell of wet soil. I waited for the rain to stop but it looked like the clouds have come with an unending stock of rainfall with the mission to clean the city. It went on pouring and pouring. Luckily I was carrying an umbrella which I was sure wont do any good and it didn’t as I predicted. But I still consider myself lucky when compared to people who weren’t carrying the umbrella at all. They were enjoying the rain. As was I in my way :)

Somehow managed to reach home half drenched . Freshened up and gobbled whatever was made by my mother as I was very hungry. Was still waiting for the rain to stop coz by now the entire city must been cleaned :P. But it was pouring as if someone has dared the clouds to do so. The clouds were clear white and the air fresh enough to breathe without any fear of pollution mixed in it. The rainfall slowed down a bit but then after an hour it was again raining heavily. And then it went on in its own stride .

The next morning when I got up from my bed I heard some tinkling sounds. I drew the curtains and opened the windows. A quiet cool breeze swept across my face and I felt my whole body shudder. Oh my God! Its still raining! It hasn’t stopped. I now grew restless with the rain. Stuck at home and nowhere to go. Didn’t know what to do. So here I am writing about it. And guess what ? Its still pouring and pouring and pouring! :)