Oneself is not judged by how one looks,
but the soul with that shines bright.
The skin how may ever it look,
at the end matters how ferocious or delicate it is,
Not the most fanciful but the empirical that stands out
Oneself is not judged by how,
One appeals but the power of will and inner beauty within!
Rain is a boon; without rain, there is no life. We don't understand its importance until it is taken away. I understood this during my summer holidays. That one day taught me a lot. I was watching the dark clouds hovering over our house, blocking the skin-burning rays of the mighty Sun, giving a great sense of relief after the days of torture that I bleared.
With a flash of loud, boisterous lightning, the clouds started to pour their precious beads of water with the gush of a cold breeze that slightly touched my face as if wanting to convey a message.
The soothing tingles and pitter-patter of the rain made my eyes shut, putting me to sleep just like my mother used to when I was an infant. Even the trees were dancing to the beats of the rain as if in a dance party. The smell of the fresh mud gave me a homely feeling and eventually sent me down memory lane!
This was my experience of a rainy day from my window.
Saikiran Sahu
Grade- IX
Gyanshree School
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