Water collected more speedily than it went down the drains.
It poured so heavily that even there headlights of the bus could not pierce the thick sheet of water pouring form the sky.
The blasts blow from the Bay of Bengal carrying black clouds. The mind swells up with a proud sense of belonging to the earth.
Tanks and pools that dry up in winter and summer season are all filled up again. In many villages, people have to go here and there with boats. Students cannot go to school due to excessive rainfall. The unique smell of the swampy and damp soil remind us of nature in its own abode and characteristics.
I was acquiring into the blue when it started raining and it’s rained the manner it has ne’er rained. The stables and the impermanent constructions for the stores at the coach halt dripped. It was a commiseration to see people running after their articles.
Water collected more quickly than it went down the drains. chairs and little tabular arraies kept for clients outside the stores and stables began to drift in the lifting watercourse of rain H2O.
There was a day when it rained and I did not like it. The poor man stood for a moment looking dazed at the rushing water.
It was a holiday and I had planned to enjoy the day. It rained for four hours during which period all activities came to a standstill.
Water currents bring a lot of silt and it makes the land fertile. During this time those who do not have anxiety for their bread enjoy the rhythmic down-pour of rain-drops, sitting idle on an easy chair at the corner of the house, or beside an open window.
Sometimes it showers at a stretch for four or five days.