It’s been raining since three days incessantly. It poured heavily, throughout the whole night. Then as the dawn appeared, the sky slowly cleared. The dark clouds grew pale and lighter. Blown by the air, they scattered across the vast ocean of blue like flakes of cotton afloat.
And like tiny damp petals, it drizzled. Standing by the window, as he stretched his arms outside, he could feel the moist drops in the silent breeze caress him softly. So tender, almost lulling him to sleep.
At that very moment, he knew the joy of the green leaves that were now dancing in the wind. Wet and gleeful, glistening brightly. Their thirst had been quenched and their dust had been washed away. They seemed to be grinning toothlessly at him like little children at play.