Continuous... drizzling rain throughout the night, has quite upset him. With unzipped eyes, he tried to see around. He felt something offbeat has happened. His eyes halted for a second on the whimpering pan of the half-open window on the whisking luscious tune of the morning breeze. He failed to guess out the exact reason as... she was not present there. Hurriedly, he went near the window and peeped out with the earnest curiosity. Astonishingly, she was lounging on the broad compound wall in the unusual posture, utterly enjoying the serene early hours of the morning beauty of the bewildered nature in bedeviling rain. Hearing his intense call,...with a quick back-jump,...she came inside through the window of his lonesome mind.
-Sunil Pandit.
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