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Sunshine, make me black but be back!

July 5, 2011

I do not like the rains after the first rain.

They make infinite sounds of rainfall. On metal, stone, mud, leaf, cement, plastic, wood, tar. It’s cacophony.

And the stench of over-flowing gutters and stale fruits.

I have to shut the doors and windows tight to keep the outside world outside. Mosquitoes too.

And then whenever there is a power-cut, it gets so dark I can’t see my hands.

I can only feel my thoughts.

Please stop.

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