Rain and Summer

It started raining admist hot summers. It was clear since few days that it will rain as the air turned humid and the night turned warm. She sensed the wet smell of soil days before and was waiting the clouds cry like they lost its lover. She was eagerly waiting for the night to get colder and breath fresh air as it was suffocating since days. And finally she heard the sound of drops hitting the ground, she smelled the wind that slightly passed by. It was calm for few minutes but then sky turned wild, mourning for its lover. This made the wind restless and it turned chaotic. The lightning striked through clouds searching for its target, and she asked her brother to switch off the Wi-Fi router. The song playing in her earphones stopped and her stroke missed the path. She looked at the painting, it turned horribly gloomy. As if it had all the negativity. She happily stared at the painting with her mind at peace. It lacked in details. She closed the book which had all gloomy paintings, each lacking in details, messy and incomplete. She cleaned her desk and went near window. It was raining heavily, but wind calmed down. It was soothing. The sky was still mourning. She started playing songs that she downloaded to save internet. And went blank into the stories she never wrote, the letters she kept to herself...