Its 11:00 am in
the morning, and I am sitting by my window with opened books of my course as I
am preparing for my campus interview. But I can hardly concentrate as the sound
of the raindrops outside brings an unknown happiness and smile to my face. I
got a flashback of my childhood memories during the monsoons. The droplets on
the glass shows that they want to kiss my face, but I can’t open the window or
my mom will cover me with her scoldings. From my terrace the city looks amazing
under the rain. But I can’t cherish this moment nor I can go outside and get
wet. All I have to do is to study to get a job.
