Rain Stories

On Saturday, after our classes, Maryem and I went to Cupola, Park Towers. She had to submit her internship report and I wanted to enjoy some rain :D On our way we saw a lot of rain water flooded on the roads. So before we could drive up the Clifton bridge, a Land Cruiser went past us very very closely and all the rain water splashed on my window. I screamed so loudly! :D That thing scared the hell outta me. Because of the rain, our windows were slid up, but if they hadn't been, I would've been soaked badly. =D

Yesterday, we went to Phuppo's for lunch, and to Lala's for dinner. It started raining when we reached Phuppo's place. Tuba, my cousin (yeah, the same whom I hated in my childhood for pulling my cheeks), insisted me to go on the rooftop and enjoy the rain. I, who had my hair fresh shampooed and conditioned, didn't want to spoil them. And then her innocent insistent tone changed to a forcing one. She picked out one of her dresses for me and literally ordered to go change. Before going into the rain, I covered my hair with dupatta. Didn't want the rain water to pitter-patter on my bhoosafied head. =P It was so much fun running in the rain and watching kids play football! =D

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