The Rainy Day

The smog and the clouds are appearing before naked eyes like a ghost appears before a shivering boy. The sky looks overcast like a cloud of dust that has engulfed a stream whose signs are invisible. Moreover, These clouds are hiding the sun in their hug. On the other hand, the wind has started blowing. The birds in the gust of wind are flapping to fly through nests like a donkey with heavy cart drags forward with unease to go through the mud.

Rainy Day

People in the city are amazed at the fabulous weather like a man in the season of drought is startled at the sudden gushing fountain. The edifices in the city are proud of being exposed to unprecedented weather. Furthermore, the leaves of trees are rustling, and the blossoming flowers are waving in the wind. Sukkur looks like a city of swirling things. Right now, the clouds have clustered densely in the sky. The thundering of clouds has awfully awakened babies from the lap of their mothers. Suddenly, the window of my room has sounded like someone has splashed water over it. In fact, it is drizzling. The thirsty and desperate soil of Sukkur absorbs the drops of rain because it has long been devoid of rain like a mother has found a stray child after ten years. Each and every drop of rain is telling the story of lost beloved. Gradually, the rain is getting heavier and heavier. As a result, the streets are filled with water, the sprouts are flowing with rushing water, the flowers in the park are withering although they were enjoying a moment ago, trees have become silent as if someone has made them breathless, the birds have rushed into nests as if their instincts have informed them, players in the ground are running for home with exhilaration like bees are returning with nectar, and stray buffaloes and cows are puzzled at situation although it looks uncomfortable for them. Everything in nature is enjoying the arrival of a lost friend except deplorable huts which are being devastated by rain. Moreover, people in these huts would be thinking that rain is a bane for them because it has blown away their thatched roofs. Suddenly, it stops! There comes lightning with horrific and hoarse sound. The band of colors took a sigh before my eyes like a cloud of handful dust disappear in the gust of wind. Till now, it is raining, but with intervals. Today, Sukkur has become delighted with raining.

By : Ashfaque Ali