This is time to hear tale from grandparents as this day giving heavy rainfalls.From the very morning,it is being been heavy viral in ourside.I can recall the memory from my childhood; all the child gathered together in grandma's room to hear story .It was so existing to us.In hostel or closed city life,it has been so frustrated that I am noticing rain outside from my windows and it seems I am in prison.To notice outside from a narrow windows is seemed the best low effort to search beauty. 
The obligation for study life make us missing the golden happy life. 
;raining outside 
;gloomy sky
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