
The night before, it had rained heavily for hours. Occasionally, in between the thunders seemed to convey the anger of “Rain Gods”. One could feel the breeze rattling through the open window panes and guzzling through the house.
This morning the sky is clear and full of bright clouds. They are arranged to form a beautiful mosaic of white, murky formless objects.
In the background, I can hear
“Aadat” by Atif Aslam. He’s such a darling and the time he reaches the climax of his song; all the clouds sway in a fashion that matches his pitch. Here are a handful of clouds that I could collect for all of you.