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A Fascinating Rainy Day

Rain drops cleansed the dirty roads like a maid mops the floor of our house. The trees in the community park moved left and right as the strong wind held them captive. 

An old man was walking slowly with a black umbrella on his left hand and a milk can on his right hand. When everyone​ passing by were waving to him he couldn’t move his hands but pleased​ them with a smile.

Two adult pigeons sat on the electric pole placed near my home. They heard a giant thunder from above and then flew far away to a safer place unable to bear the sound.

I saw the sky getting extremely darker reluctant to return to it’s placid state. I attached headphones to my dry ears craving for some musical treat. Then I danced in my porch to “Wildest Dreams” merrily. 

 

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