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Sun was about to pack off to brighten the other part of the
world
To make room for the darkness to creep and wrap the day in
his hold
An unusual bustle everywhere, may be the tussle of the
blowing wind
Winged Winds sweeping and spraying the dry sands and leaves
Even huge trees swinging to the tune and tempo of the wind
The stormed nature heralding an outpour of the sky with its
water show
Birds in clusters flying off in haste to reach their
shelters in time
Cows pacing to sheds and dogs hiding under some parked
vehicles
A frail man fretting in futile to group his goats scattered
everywhere
From nearby forest some peacocks howling in their dancing
mood
The worried mothers waiting at gates for the kids who went
out to play
Everywhere a puzzling panic as if it never rained before
The sky is painted into grayish black by the cumulating
clouds
Dazzled by the silvery lightning, followed by the roaring
thunder
I got out, obsessed by this furious but fantastic show of
nature
Looked up at the sky, few drops of water fell on my eyes in
response
Then it became massive, the smell of the rain hit land
bewitching me
Senses stimulated I got immersed with that exquisite concert
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