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Summer Rain

ah..! the sound of raindrops..
at this time of night,
i guess it has been a couple of hours since i switched off my lamp and myself to sleep…the soft sound of winds whispering and the ever changing rythm of the rain woke me up…it was the first rain during this long summer…i wished it was morning…the plants would be drenched in water…mud pools all over the ground…the sweet smell of wet soil…seeds would be struggling to sprout…above all the atmosphere would be a joy to watch…
slowly, i went back to my dreamland and saw the most beautiful of dreams…my heart was bleaming with joy.

the monotonous bell of alarm.
kicking aside my sheet, i ran out to see the bright new day outside..
yeah! it was water all over.
my overhead water tank was broken!

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