If we romanticised sunny days like rainy ones
It's been months since the sun peeked from behind the clouds, clearing the gloominess that clung to the atmosphere and sucking up the tea puddles from the roads. As it rained most days in the city, the umbrella, rubber boots, and raincoat sales went up because the civilians had to make them an essential part of their regular wardrobe. They would be deemed pretty useless whenever the sun would be visible like an eye in the sky. Everyone and everything under it would shine bright. Bald heads, tin shades, and alphabets on the bodies of unruly buses.
B is not a morning person, but he wakes up early today. Maybe because of the new rooster in the neighbourhood. To his surprise, he finds the whole house awash in sunlight. It seems very understandable now that he is to see plenty of posts on social media that will romanticise the sun. He is very thankful about khic