Is your sunday beautiful?
Yes, it's beautiful over here but not for them who are living in mud houses with weak ceilings. The water drips at night over my face. I was turning my face from one side to another. It was constant rain outside, but rain drops were dripping inside my room.
In the morning, it's really amazing. I think amazing is not a powerful word with vibrant positive connotation 🙃. I think i should use "wonderful" word for this to convey my thoughts and feelings right after seeing this view.
I also heard some saddening news related to floods in the KPK province of Pakistan that has caused thousands of people at unrest and causing tension for people to live. Moreover, the deaths of 285 people,due to massive flooding, also saddened my mood. These thoughts were running in my mind.
I walked towards football ground. Over there, many people were jogging, some were playing football, and few were sitting on benches. I moved away, and i looked at the cows. These naughty beings who were also enjoying this sunday.
Is Sunday your rest day?, i asked
They didn't reply.
I am busy, Taha, don't disturb me!
Go away.
I think i shouldn't disturb her and shouldn't invade her privacy. Okay, okay, Cow, i am going. Carry on your mundane activity.
I think clouds will burst tonight again?
Please, monsoon, don't be very soon, and don't be this much harsh to this land. It's devastating conditions over here in some cities. Pakistan is most vulnerable to climate change.
Well, leaving all these entangled thoughts entangled. I thought to go to a nearby village and explore some unexplored areas. Unforseen person came to me. He made an uncertain request; please don't go there, it's resident area, I request!
Obviously, i followed his request and came back with all my thoughts.
It is my entry for #SublimeSunday by 
See you next time with another story, another sunday !
