When I woke up this morning, I saw that the whole sky was full of black clouds. Darkness all around. The face of the sun could not be seen all day. As far as the sight is concerned, it is clear that there is an anagona of Kajal cloud. Before noon, heavy rain fell on our tin rice like the sound of a typewriter. As the day progresses, the flow of rain also seems to be increasing, there is no stopping. I look at the calendar, today is the second date of the month of Shravan. In the middle of the rain, it will rain at this time.
Although it was raining a little in the afternoon, it started to rain in the early hours of the evening. In this rainy Shravan evening, time is spent in lazy thinking. The anklet of continuous rain takes me to another world.
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